This bit of online amusement harkens back to those innocent days BCPE (Before the Cell Phone Explosion) when my mildly insane then-boyfriend, D, and I would send cryptic messages to each other's pagers whenever outside duties forced us from each other's embrace for more than five minutes. However, a description of the whuppin' I'd get were I to ignore an "07734" would only offend the delicate sensibilities of my readers and fuck if I'd want to do that.
The BCPE Era was also a humdrum time when my good friend Christina and I would sit half-asleep in our respective offices across town, type up notes to each other, print them and FAX them back and forth throughout the workday. The precursor to today's unbridled IM addiction, ladies and gentlemen, fueled by the workplace ennui of two geeky 20-somethings in the City of Angels. Who knew?
Posted by ayelet at April 13, 2005 05:32 PMIt's all about the walkie-talkie, man.
Posted by: Joaquin Ochoa at April 20, 2005 12:25 PM