back when phones weighed 15lbs
you had to lug that rotary shyt around the room during a longass conversation
anyway,, i'd tell people- i'm talking to you for 20 minutes, breh(ette)
then i'm hanging this shyt up
it didnt matter who was talking
sometimes i'd be in the middle of telling a story
it didn't matter - click
some fools would call me back.. i wouldn't answer
next day they'd say "is something wrong with your phone??"


i'd just

and blame the rodent infestation
you kids don't know how easy yuo have it
never suffered from cauliflower ear

two hours pressing a phone to your face listening to people's bullshyt
girl from the art department complaining about her roommates

your drug connect suddenly thinking you're his best friend

the classmate who helpfully summarizes the recitation sessions,,
but then asks for help approaching a girl who doesn't know he exists
meanwhile i'm pacing the room like

my ear hurts