SSTF@lemmy.world to pics@lemmy.world · 2 年前[OC] Artifact of a lost civilizationlemmy.worldimagemessage-square50fedilinkarrow-up1453
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minus-squaredumpsterlid@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up22·2 年前I don’t understand, where is the part of this device that forces ads on you?
minus-squarewise_pancake@lemmy.calinkfedilinkarrow-up14·2 年前I remember calling collect but then yelling “it’s me pick me up” when they asked for your name
minus-squareDasus@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkarrow-up12·2 年前You see you’d either have to remember every single number you ever needed OR you had to look the numbers up in a very thick book with very thin pages. The pages that were ads were even coloured differently. Idk, perhaps you’ve heard of “the yellow pages”? Also, waiting music.
minus-squaredumpsterlid@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up3·2 年前Good good, I was going to say that clearly looks like a Russian spy device placed clandestinely on American soil right under citizens very noses but you have assuaged my fears.
minus-squareLeftHandedWave@lemm.eelinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up1·2 年前Or you could pay the operator to give you and/or connect you, but that cost you money, so no need for an ad!
minus-squareDasus@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkarrow-up1·edit-22 年前You can always squeeze a couple more pennies out of the situation. That’s the wonderful thing about capitalism; it’s not about what is needed, it’s about the profit you can make by any means necessary. ^/s
minus-squaregarbagebagel@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkarrow-up1·2 年前In the yellow pages book in the little cubby below
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I don’t understand, where is the part of this device that forces ads on you?
I remember calling collect but then yelling “it’s me pick me up” when they asked for your name
Bob Ihadababyitsaboy
*WehadababyEETZaboy
You see you’d either have to remember every single number you ever needed OR you had to look the numbers up in a very thick book with very thin pages.
The pages that were ads were even coloured differently.
Idk, perhaps you’ve heard of “the yellow pages”?
Also, waiting music.
Good good, I was going to say that clearly looks like a Russian spy device placed clandestinely on American soil right under citizens very noses but you have assuaged my fears.
Or you could pay the operator to give you and/or connect you, but that cost you money, so no need for an ad!
You can always squeeze a couple more pennies out of the situation.
That’s the wonderful thing about capitalism; it’s not about what is needed, it’s about the profit you can make by any means necessary.
^/s
In the yellow pages book in the little cubby below
It must eradicated from the Earth