Changing Times

In this age of cell phones, I phones, Skype calls and whatever other communication devices are out there, I’m often scoffed at because I’m unsure how to use these items.
Well I have an excuse, I was raised in a different era when working class people didn’t have telephones in their homes. We didn’t have a phone in our pocket, purse or attached to a belt. In fact we didn’t need a phone because no one else that we knew had one. Now to those who would scoff at my ineptness using an I phone I would ask them to explain and operate the telephone in my blog photo. I dare say a few would guess its a phone box, but could they use it?. Would they know to have the correct change?. Would they know what to do when the operator came on the line and told them how much to deposit?. Would they know where to deposit the money?. What if the line didn’t answer? would they know which button to push to get their money back. If the line did answer would they know which button to push to speak? Finally while these I phone/cell phone users were scratching their heads trying to make a phone call the way I did those many years ago, would they wonder why there was a small mirror in front of them. No they probably wouldn’t, they might think it was to admire themselves or straighten their hair while struggling to make a call on such a complicated piece of equipment. So don’t scoff at us old folks, we were as smart in our day as you think you are today with your fancy Blackberry and I pads. Oh!! I almost forgot to mention, in order the call a number in that old phone box you used your finger in a rotary dial!!!!!!

God Bless and keep reading, or call me if you know how???

About irishroverpei

Author of "Lily & Me", "The Royal Navy & Me" and Chapter XXl Armageddon. Writer, blogger and RN Submariner, antique automobile enthusiast.
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2 Responses to Changing Times

  1. Tony Miles says:

    I am one of those old folks, so could you please tell me what the mirror was for if not for preening oneself in?

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