Hubby and I were out FINALLY finishing our holiday shopping today. As we pulled into one of my favorite stores, World Market, and stumbled upon this ancient artifact. Have to say it has been some time since I've seen one -- or maybe some time since I've noticed one.
It got my brain thinking about the last time I had used one of these things. I'm thinking it had to be back in 1996 when I was paging someone on their beeper some stupid code like 143 meaning "I love you" or "meet me here" or some other garbage we came up with. Ha, beepers! Remember those? Ahhh....those were the days. I remember one of my choice ex-boyfriends had one of those text pagers where you could call an 800#, speak to a woman who would then page your message to their beeper. Clearly it's equivalent to today's text message but at the time I thought it was amazing. Nerd.
I remember waiting in line to use the one phone (out of six) that worked after seeing a movie at the local mall to call my parents alerting them that the movie was over and they could now pick up my friends and I.
I also remember wasting time while waiting for said parents prank calling 800#'s.
I recall pulling over in my 1992 Buick to return a call from my beeper in the depths of winter and in the freezing cold only to realized someone had paged me the number to their beeper. How do you page someone to a pay-phone? Oh, we managed to have this system mastered don't you worry.
My father seemed to enjoy sticking his finger into the change collector of each phone to see if someone happened to forget their returned change from a call that no one had answered. I was witness to the one time he found a quarter and you would have thought he struck gold! I'm sure that quarter instantly changed his life. Mission accomplished!
I also remember the day that the man thought it was okay to pull a fast one on us all and raise the price from .25 to .35 cents. I think that was the demise of Mr. Pay Phone. Requiring two coins per use, was just not in the cards.
Didn't matter much because by the time 1997 arrived I had met my new love and was set free....
HELLO ZACK MORRIS CELL PHONE!
It got my brain thinking about the last time I had used one of these things. I'm thinking it had to be back in 1996 when I was paging someone on their beeper some stupid code like 143 meaning "I love you" or "meet me here" or some other garbage we came up with. Ha, beepers! Remember those? Ahhh....those were the days. I remember one of my choice ex-boyfriends had one of those text pagers where you could call an 800#, speak to a woman who would then page your message to their beeper. Clearly it's equivalent to today's text message but at the time I thought it was amazing. Nerd.
I remember waiting in line to use the one phone (out of six) that worked after seeing a movie at the local mall to call my parents alerting them that the movie was over and they could now pick up my friends and I.
I also remember wasting time while waiting for said parents prank calling 800#'s.
I recall pulling over in my 1992 Buick to return a call from my beeper in the depths of winter and in the freezing cold only to realized someone had paged me the number to their beeper. How do you page someone to a pay-phone? Oh, we managed to have this system mastered don't you worry.
My father seemed to enjoy sticking his finger into the change collector of each phone to see if someone happened to forget their returned change from a call that no one had answered. I was witness to the one time he found a quarter and you would have thought he struck gold! I'm sure that quarter instantly changed his life. Mission accomplished!
I also remember the day that the man thought it was okay to pull a fast one on us all and raise the price from .25 to .35 cents. I think that was the demise of Mr. Pay Phone. Requiring two coins per use, was just not in the cards.
Didn't matter much because by the time 1997 arrived I had met my new love and was set free....
HELLO ZACK MORRIS CELL PHONE!
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