The hill I will die on: Voice notes have made my generation a bunch of self-absorbed bores | Annabel Martin

We used to have the back and forth of actual conversation. Now we have phones filled with our friends’ rambling soliloquies

The message I most dread receiving on WhatsApp isn’t “Call me” or “I can’t believe what you did last night”. It’s “I’m just going to vn you, it’ll be easier”. I roll my eyes as I fish my grubby headphones out of my bag to listen to yet another voice note.

Voice notes were fun when WhatsApp introduced them in 2013, but what was once a novelty has become too many people’s go-to method of communication. We are now faced with what feels to me like a voice note epidemic. Side effects may include the cheapening of conversation and a startling increase in narcissism.

Annabel Martin is a lifestyle and culture writer