Obsolescence

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“What’s that, Daddy?” the eight-year-old boy, pointing to something on the wall, asked his father?

“That’s a pay phone, son,” the father explained.

“What’s it for?”

“It’s for making telephone calls.”

“What’s a telephone call?” the boy asked.

His father laughed. “It’s a device people once used to talk to other people who were somewhere else. You would put money in it to call and speak to them. They could listen to what you said and you could hear them talk.”

“Really?”

“Yes, but that was before text messaging and Twitter made voice telephones obsolete.”


For Friday Fictioneers.

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20 thoughts on “Obsolescence”

  1. Dear Fandango,

    I even remember when telephones had dials and we had a party line and exchanges were identified by numbers…way back when I had a job taking corners off of wheels. Good one. Welcome to Friday Fictioneers.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Thanks Rochelle. Yes, I, too, recall those days of yore. I seem to remember a number something like “Juniper-5362,” where you would dial the numbers associated with the letters J and U for “Juniper.” There were no area codes at the time and I was too young to remember how — or even if — you made long distance calls.

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  2. Phones are getting smarter, the users sadly are not. I still prefer talking on my landline than my mobile. Within two minutes, my hand holding me the receiver will start giving me signals to end the call 😀

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