…how did you get this number…
Remember those days when you had to dig in your pockets for loose coins when your 3 minutes were up and you were still in the middle of your conversation and the phone booth didn’t take credit cards or make change?
Remember those days when you used the phone booth as your home phone because you knew the number and couldn’t afford one in your apartment and you had to hang an “Out Of Order” sign over it to keep others from using it?
Remember those days when you were just walking down the street and you heard the telephone ringing and you stopped to answer it because nobody else was around and it just might be important? (what the hell were you thinking?!)
Until next time!