03/06/19

I finally had a decent conversation on my cell
phone yesterday. Alas, I fear I date myself. I
grew up with a party line and rarely allowed
to use it Whenever I invented a need for a
call, I was required to be quick and dirty, as
it were. During my 20 year sojourn in Mexico,
we didn't have a phone for 19 years. The last
year, we did indeed get a phone, interesting
process that it was. We were required to pay
a year's salary for the phone as a deposit,
hence the 19 years of savings. You then pay
your usual monthly bill. If at any time you
wish to return it, the full amount is returned
to you. If you choose to see the phone to a
neighbor, they are required to pay the same
amount you did. All this sets you up for a lot
of borrowing and lending of phones. I can
remember calling my parents once a month.
I would bake cookies, take them over to a
neighbor and ask her if I could borrow her
phone for a few minutes. Due to the cost of
the call and the whole borrowing factor, I
never talked over the three-minute minimum.
Bottom line, I am an e-mail gal. You'll laugh,
but I still have minutes on my phone from my
original contract almost three years ago. Just
call me NEANDERTHAL!

just a call away
so longing to hear your voice
when can i see you