In a recent post I asked, “What do you want me to post about?
You responded — and your wish is my command. It might take me a while, but I will get to each and every one of your requests (even Sarah W’s).
Today I’ll reply to Eagle-Eyed-Editor, who wanted to know a bit more about the phone in my office:
That, my friend, is a gen-u-wine 1920 candlestick that I bought from Ring My Bell!, a telephone restoration company in Southern California. Don’t bother looking them up; they’re out of business. Apparently, no one wants 90-year-old technology anymore.
My candlestick works beautifully and I adore its retro charm.
But retro charm doesn’t amount to a bucket of warm spit when a computerized voice on the other end of a call asks you to “press” a number. Nothin’ to press here, I’m afraid.
Also it is impossible to cradle the oddly-shaped two-pound handset on your shoulder, so good luck taking a message.
In order to be heard, you have to speak into the 11-pound base. So if you want to move anywhere you have to carry it with you. Fortunately, the phone cord is really, really short so you can’t go anywhere anyway.
To put it another way, my 1920 candlestick can be a big pain in the rumpus room.
So I have another phone in my office that I use for interviews and other business calls. This phone does not have retro charm, however, so when it is not in use, I hide it away in my desk drawer.
So there you have it! Be sure to check in again. Query Response #3 is coming soon!