Three spam phone calls in rapid succession has me staring at my phone and thinking, "I think I could do without this shit too."
I am getting to the point of not wanting any contact with anyone outside of a very limited meatspace circle.
It's especially galling when I realize that I'm paying for the honor to have so much bullshit inserted into my life.
Dropping back to the 1980's technologically would save us over $400 a month. Even more when you take into account that without the internet, impulse shopping at Amazon and the like is clipped severely.
It's tempting. It really is.
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