I have an answering machine’s microcassette stashed in case a psycho comes back to haunt me. This shit DEFINITELY existed 30 years ago, just in a different form.
Maybe consider digitizing that cassette, or at least listening to it to make sure it’s still usable (assuming you can stomach it). Cassette mediums degrade over time and it’s quite possible that microcassete could be reaching the end of its usable life: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Preservation_of_magnetic_audiotape
Jesus fuck I am glad I got married before any of this fucking bullshit became possible!!!
I have an answering machine’s microcassette stashed in case a psycho comes back to haunt me. This shit DEFINITELY existed 30 years ago, just in a different form.
Maybe consider digitizing that cassette, or at least listening to it to make sure it’s still usable (assuming you can stomach it). Cassette mediums degrade over time and it’s quite possible that microcassete could be reaching the end of its usable life: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Preservation_of_magnetic_audiotape
Until you find out you married someone like this without realizing it.
I think they’d know after this amount of time my dude.
Thing is, you don’t always know. This stuff doesn’t always come out until you’re leaving them.
Yeah, I was more thinking about myself.