Ahhhh … Those Good Ol’ Days …

Filosofa's Word

Tonight I have two posts started, but suddenly I had an aversion to writing about either politics, racism or Equifax, so instead I am taking somewhat of a detour from my usual fare.

old-phoneThere was a time, long ago and far away, that when the phone rang, I answered it.  I was nearly certain it would be someone I knew, either a friend or family member, and if it weren’t, it would be a genuinely remorseful caller who had simply dialed the wrong number.  Ahhhhh … those were the good ol’ days, weren’t they?

Then came the days of the ‘800’ numbers.  If the area code was 800, it might be for me, if I had, say, an overdue account or some other pending business outside of my state, but more than likely it was somebody trying to sell me insurance, a burial plot, or convince me to sign up…

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