office treat…
If I ever, ever, EVAH get my office cleaned out, I may have to spring for one of these desk phones from Crosley. Because right now, the only phone in here is the one on the fax machine, which is stuffed into my desk and has a cord length of, oh, maybe 4.5″.
Usually I’d gravitate towards the shiny silver, but the matte black is purty too. I’d even forego the portability issue. Maybe I’d get one of those really long lines so that I could hang the phone body off of my hand and pace back and forth like they used to in the movies. Except that it would never be that cool in my life… because every time the phone rings, three children come running from the ends of the earth, demanding things they hadn’t even dreamed of seconds before. Loudly. Ahhhh, the magic of the telephone.
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