I was watching This Is England from 2006, and it reminded me of the olden days of yore, in the fabled before-times, where people would just bunch up together every Friday in someone’s flat, get drunk, blast music, and talk without distractions.
I can barely remember it now.
Anyway, get off my synthetic lawn.
I’m a way it’s easier to disconnect because you don’t have a phone attached to the wall that you can hear ring from any room.
But there is an expectation of being immediately available so when you’re not, people freak out.