Hold on, Margie, I need to baste the butt roast.
Have you tried to explain to your kid what a wall phone is? How about just a rotary phone? To my daughter these things are like horse drawn buggies.
But when I was a kid an extension phone was a pretty big deal. To hear my father tell it paying Ma Bell for a second phone would have financially ruined us. Of course, to hear my father tell it pretty much everything was going to financially ruin us. I was the kid wearing the factory second outlet jeans with the fly sewn shut and the 10 for 5 dollar Englebert Humperdinck t-shirts missing the letter N in his last name.
Oh, but get us in a $6.95 buffet and it was on. Pops had a strategy: “Skip the salad and the bread. They want you to fill up on the cheap stuff. That’s where they get you.” So it was straight to the proteins, and we ate them until we were praying for sweet, sweet death. I still can’t walk past a buffet without getting a stomachache.
What was I talking about? Phones. Here’s a lady who apparently is about to eat a bowl of cookies with a spoon taking a phone call on her new extension phone. You’re welcome.
Hey James, I’m glad you’re showing these old advertisements, brings back some good memories. Thanks.
Cheers, Tom. It’s been a fun series to do!
Am I the only one reading these?
I remember getting phone extensions in the house. I remember when phones were all dial phones as well. Not tacky to have one for the wife / mom who was home most of the time. We had an old house where the phone was in the front hallway. A real pain in the …. Then we got a phone for the kitchen (avocado green) and one in the up stairs hallway. BY the time I was a teen, we had three more extentions.
It’s funny but we have no land lines now.
Sigh. Yes, I think you’re the only one reading these. One two, one two, check check. Is this thing on?
Maybe I need a kitchen internet extension….