I have been attempting to look for a phone to sit nicely at my home. My attempt has yet to materialise and I'm pretty sure that my sis is starting to get tired of listening to my repetitive statement of "I want to buy a home phone" which I have been yacking on since I officially moved into my home in PJ.
Yes, I do mean a dial phone. The ones which you need to stick your index finger and spin on them for at least 8 times before you can hear a dial tone (unless if you are calling 999 of course). I am old-fashioned, indeed.
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