One day early this week the phone rang. I answered it.
"Hello," I said. Nothing. "Hello" I said again, noting that silence that usually means a robocall.
"Oh, hello!" said a female voice, sounding flustered, followed by a kind of giggle. "Sorry about that, I had a problem with my headset."
Then she went into her spiel, though I've forgotten what it was for. I tried to interrupt but she kept going, so I said something like "No thanks" and hung up.
About three days later the phone rang. I answered it.
"Hello," I said. Nothing. "Hello" I said again, noting that silence that usually means a robocall.
"Oh, hello!" said a female voice, sounding flustered, followed by a kind of giggle. "Sorry about that, I had a problem with my headset."
Slackers 90s: Land of the Frazzled, Home of the Frayed
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Above: interior of The Beehive on Pittsburgh's South Side, an expression of
Gen X and Slacker culture in the 1990s. Below: art on the walls of the
South S...
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