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  • “But ideas lie everywhere, like apples fallen and melting in the grass for lack of wayfaring strangers with an eye and a tongue for beauty, whether absurd, horrific, or genteel.”
    - Ray Bradbury
    Zen In The Art Of Writing

The Old Phone Booth

‘Holy crap, guess what we just passed?’ I said excitedly sitting up in my seat and looking out the window. Jennifer and I were on a visit to Seattle and we were driving through an outlying area to our hotel, I’d been lazily looking around at the cityscape when I saw something I hadn’t set eyes on in a really long time: a phone booth.

It was a sad looking thing, yellowed with a slight lean and slowly sinking into the grass of an unused section of a shopping center. I thought it was interesting how shocking it felt to see one because it didn’t seem like too long ago that they were everywhere, strategically placed around populated areas because they were the only way to use the phone when you were out and about. But now of course things were different.

I was so shocked to see that phone booth that right away I was compelled to share the story with people back home. I started typing out what just happened and then posted it to Twitter and Facebook …via phone.

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  1. JennNo Gravatar says:

    That was so weird, it was like going back in time, except I grew up in North Pole so I dont think we even had phone booths!

    • AnitaNo Gravatar says:

      Sure North Pole had phone booths…they were little igloos made of ice and snow with phones in them lol.

  2. TheIkariansNo Gravatar says:

    Hey! That makes feel like taking Pictures of all Phone Booth over here and at college! they still exist and they use it!

    • AnitaNo Gravatar says:

      Nairim,

      Let me know if you ever do that, I’d like to see them. I wish I could have taken a pic of this particular phone booth that I mentioned in the post, maybe I’ll see it again someday but no doubt it will be in even worse shape.

  3. Anonymous says:

    That’s so funny! I remember phone booths:))It really sucked a few months ago when my phone was cut off and I had to pay 50 CENTS to make a phone call from this filthy, god-forsaken public phone:(

    • AnitaNo Gravatar says:

      Anonymous,

      Even though it sucked I’m glad that there was a phone boot available for you to use when you needed it. Who knows, that may be the last time you ever use one. Someday the only phone booths around will be in museums lol.

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