The article humorously critiques persistent calls from London estate agents who repeatedly contact a former client, ignoring requests to cease communication. Despite blocking numbers, the agents effortlessly find new ways to call, leading to frustration. The author reflects on the absurdity of modern technology compared to the satisfying act of slamming down a phone in previous times. This commentary illustrates how annoying persistent sales tactics can be and evokes nostalgia for the physicality of older phone technologies.
It seems they think I might want to sell or rent it. I've told them I don't. I've even told them I don't own it anymore.
My policy is never to answer unrecognised or withheld numbers. Very little good comes from them, in my experience.
Back in the day, wielding a big heavy handset at the end of a curly cord, you could slam yes, slam the phone down with a most satisfying bang or ding.
Slamming down a phone, that valuable physical means of spleen-venting, is yet another important thing we have been robbed of by the mobile phone age.
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