After spending an evening in the city last Friday night, i woke up early and went for a walk down Indiana St to venture the few blocks to Dunkin Donuts for my morning ritual, coffee. Despite the fact that I was going to run 10 miles and probably should really be consuming water , I just have to have my caffeine in the morning.
Well, on the return, I passed by a building that had a few carve-outs along the front and in one was placed a pay phone. What I found so odd about it, is that it actually is still here. After all, almost every where I go, I see all kinds of attempts made to cover up the spots where these things used to exist. Yet, here, on this very busy street in Chicago, in fact in a pretty upscale neighborhood, this lone pay phone still stands.
I surely expect that this thing is not functional. And even if it was, who carries actual change anymore to even deposit? Come to think about it, when I was younger, and the day of the cell phone had not yet dawned, I never was all that keen on using these things anyway. I guess it's because I pretty much always had put these things in the same category as restroom doors. You really want to avoid touching at all cost, and if you must, make sure you have a paper-towel handy.
Oh, and that just reminded me of the kids I grew up with and how they got a kick out of sticking gum and other very gross stuff on the ear portion of the handset....
ya, gross, i know.
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