The Phone Purr

I have a rotary phone. I like it. I like getting angry at the prevalent discrimination against the rotary phone. I like sticking my fingers in the not-quite-the-right-size holes. I like watching the dial turn back after each number. I like that it takes a long time to dial a long number. This generally reflects the distance your call is going: longer equals farther. But I especially like the funny whirring noise that the dial makes. The phone purr.