Robbie vs Phones

I remember going to see Robbie at his home, as I arrived, he was angrily collecting bits of smashed plastic, circuit board, and keys from where they lay on the living room carpet. It was fairly obvious within seconds that he’d just finished a frustrating telephone call with somebody by smashing the handset into tiny pieces.


Feeling that there was still some tension in the air I tentatively asked if everything was alright? To which, in true Robbie fashion, he quickly dismissed it all as nothing really important and asked me to turn the kettle on. The familiar grin was already returning to his face as he reached into a drawer, where I could see a large plastic bag full of phones, selected a replacement and plugged it into the socket. 

He then went on to explain that he’d been going around charity shops recently buying up old telephone handsets and collecting them together for such times as this when he knew he’d be liable to take out his frustrations on another hapless phone. By now he was beaming at me and asking “Have you ever smashed a phone up? It’s the most bloody therapeutic thing you’ll ever know!”

[Posted by smurf?]