Call you later?!

Honestly, we’ve reached a point where making an actual phone call feels like a vintage hobby, right up there with collecting coins or stamps. We aren’t even a society anymore—we’re just a collection of WhatsApp groups with a "mute for 1 year" problem.

My call log is basically a ghost town. I’ve got maybe ten people on there, and honestly, three of them are probably "Potential Scam." But then I hop on the train at 7:30 AM, and I’m surrounded by people who are already in their mid-call.

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I’m sitting there in my morning fog (brain fog that is!!) ,and these guys are chatting away like they’re hosting a live breakfast radio show. It makes me wonder: 

** Who are you talking to this early? 

**Which functional adult is free at this time of the day?

 **What could be that urgent before the sun is even fully up? 

Everyday emergency!? Don’t get me wrong, I call my mum every day. But our "chat" is basically a three-minute lightning round. It’s the same three questions every single time:

 "Are you at the office or working from home?"

 "What’s for dinner?" 

“Who is picking up Aa?”

Done and dusted. If we hit the four-minute mark, I start wondering if there’s a family emergency. 

Then you have the "Marathon Callers” - I see people in the call the whole commute and exit the commute talking- that is 45 minutes, Karen!! 

Look, I talk to my best friend every day, but we only hit the one-hour mark when we’re "venting"—which is basically just a forensic investigation into why our lives are a mess. That’s a special occasion! We call after 8.30 am when our “stress” is all out of the door and we are both home. But being on a call at 7:30? That sounds suspicious. 

Worse yet, they speak so quietly that you can't even pass the time by listening in on their conversation. Just kidding!! I wouldn’t do that <wink>

Is it me? Or did the world get a memo about an upcoming apocalypse, and I missed it because I didn't pick up the phone? If we’re going down, someone please whatsapp me (don't call) so I can let my "Elite four" contacts know!

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