My maternal grandparents owned a small store that sold soda, ice cream, penny candy, and the like. There was a pay phone on the wall, no booth. Many people in the neighborhood didn't have phones back in the 1940's and beyond so they used the phone in the store. I didn't find out until well after my grandmother died that she was the neighborhood blabbermouth and would eavesdrop on people using that phone and then spread any juicy gossip she overheard.
People who had their own phones would call that pay phone to talk to others without phones. My mother and her siblings often told of the times they had to run down the block to tell Mrs. So-and-so that there was a call at the store for her.





In the city where I grew up, there was a pay phone where we figured out how to get coins back. I forget now how we even did it. But when we did, we then walked across the street to the convenience store and bought some candy! Lol. I don't know if there are still pay phones around, but if there are, they probably just take credit cards.
Similarly, I used the subway a few months ago for the first time in quite a while, and there were no more coin or card turnstyles, or people in booths to help you, just electronic ticket dispensers lining the wall. Of course I was in a bit of a rush, had my arms full, and there were (I'm sure, deliberately) no shelves or anywhere to put anything - no doubt I was quite a sight trying to pull out my wallet and figuring out how to work it while balancing everything, including my iced coffee!![]()
Funny story (or sad?): We owned a resort in the 80's for appx 20 years. We had an old rotary phone in the lodge. We would have teenagers come into the lodge and want to use the phone, so we showed them the rotary phone. Some of them just looked at the phone with a puzzled look on their faces, and didn't know how to dial a phone!!!! Honestly, they never saw a phone that you had to dial! It was a lot of fun to see their expressions, so we kept that rotary phone the entire time we owned the resort. Of course, we had portable phones, too, but we loved that old rotary.

We had this phone except the black and white version to match our black, chrome, glass “modern” furniture. We called it the “drunk phone” since you couldn’t possibly miss the numbers.No personal phone until I was an adult and paid for it in my own abode.
It looked like this and I thought it was sooooooooo cool, LOL:
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Nope. And there 3 of us girls in the family. One phone for everyone.
Or the satisfaction of slamming the receiver down when you’re angry. A few months ago my brother and I were arguing and hitting the little circle on the touchscreen of my phone was very anticlimactic, lol.
Somewhere on the 'net there is a list of all the payphones that remain in Manhattan as of 2017.The last pay phones I saw were actually at Epcot, at the restrooms between the bus loop and the entrance. I was waiting for someone and I noticed another guy glancing at it. I said "It appears to be some sort of coin operated telephone." He cracked up. "Future World" indeed! I think the last time I walked by it wasn't there anymore.
Or the satisfaction of slamming the receiver down when you’re angry. A few months ago my brother and I were arguing and hitting the little circle on the touchscreen of my phone was very anticlimactic, lol.
My younger kids have never used anything but a cellphone. Even when they were little their play phones were clamshell cellphones. I realized the other day they don’t even know their own phone numbers and what’s worse is neither do I.
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