I often think about how I got to live through a really interesting transition period as far as phones went.I was a kid that could pick up the phone and actually speak to someone without have to go through five minutes of inconvenience and pain to get to a point to where I'm put on hold until I can actually speak to a live person.![]()
I was a pager in high school kid.I often think about how I got to live through a really interesting transition period as far as phones went.
As a kid I used to have to get off the internet in order for my mom to make phone calls.
I remember being able to call phone numbers without dialing the area code.
My parents got cell phones when I was a kid, but then NEVER USED THEM. They were horribly expensive and I'm not sure if they paid per-minute, or if their plan just had a very low allowance of minutes and then sharp fees for going over. It blew my mind as a kid that they would get these phones, and then keep them for strictly emergencies.
Then I got a cellphone halfway through high-school, which still had very limited minutes, and I'd have to wait for nights and weekends to actually use it.
I thought my first cellphone was an incredible piece of technology. Now I carry around a phone that is a near super-computer and I hate it.
I know about the rest. Are we talking pre-modern or post-modern cell phones? The charges were absurd. I wasn't a doctor but carried a pager when Fastballs "the Way" was popular. Great song. But yeah you are correct, the phone has certainly evolvedIt blew my mind as a kid that they would get these phones, and then keep them for strictly emergencies.
Oh the good old days. Add “911” to your page if it’s an emergency!I know about the rest. Are we talking pre-modern or post-modern cell phones? The charges were absurd. I wasn't a doctor but carried a pager when Fastballs "the Way" was popular. Great song. But yeah you are correct, the phone has certainly evolved
I had a pager starting 93? But I then I bought the Cadilac of pagers and then went to the bar. Woke up the next morning wondering what happened to my new pager. Called my girlfriend who I was with, they inspected the crime scene which was the parking lot of the bar. They found thar beeper in some tire tracks destroyed, Then I had one I dropped in the toilet. That one I had to get a new number. 80s were cool but the 90s were funI was a pager in high school kid.