Given the fiery, all-consuming hatred I have for talking on the phone, it will come as no surprise to anyone to learn that I’ve always hated video calls, too. The weird intrusiveness of them. The need to be looking presentable for them at all times. The panic you feel when…

I’m standing in line at the cash register in a clothing store in Orlando, when suddenly I hear it. CRACK! The girl in line behind me is standing so close she’s almost touching me… and she’s chomping hard on a stick of gum, then cracking it loudly in my ear every…