Party lines. When I was young we had one and this one lady was always trying to listen in. We would talk about her and she would hang up:lol:
We had a little hoodlum high school kid from up the street on our party line. He didn't think we knew where he lived. He cursed my mom out when she picked up the phone once. My dad went to his house and pounded on the door and threatened to beat the crap out of him. The kid peaked through the curtains and wouldn't come out. He kept a real low profile and was always very polite to my mom after that.
I still use Unix and 1:44 MB floppy disc's! I dropped a disc in the airport and a young kid picked it up and asked "hey mister what's this for?" LOL I back up data on a MOD drive.
Encyclopedia salesmen. We had a set back in the 50's, mostly looked at the pictures and never, ever used them for their intended purpose. The tradition lingers on in the studious neglect of instruction manuals
You mean Bell telephone, AT&T only came after the break up. My father worked his whole life with Old Ma Bell Telephone. We were the last people to get touch tone phones in the 90's because my Dad had free rotery service for life and my Mon did not want to give it up because it was free.
Our number was 2489W and the neighbor's was 2489J. Ours was a single ring and theirs was double. We'd ring central and tell the operator what number to connect.
I had an aunt that worked as an operator for Ma Bell. I remember getting her once or twice when I couldn't find a number in the telephone book
The guy came by and dropped off the yellow page a couple months ago while I was washing the car. He said I was only one of two people in the entire subdivision getting one. That says a lot.