I have nothing against cell phones. I have one, the latest model with all the bells and whistles. It’s cool. It’s indispensable. I will drive back home if I forget it. It’s horrifying to consider the mere possibility of not being tethered to a phone at every waking moment.
HOWEVER. I love land lines. I won’t be disconnecting my home or business land line anytime soon. Call me an old-fashioned luddite. Call me a troglodyte if you must. Feel free. Ridicule me. I will promise you this: if you give me all your criticisms via land line, I will not say “What?” I will not say, “You’re breaking up.” I will not say, “Let me see if I can find a better spot.” I will not say, “Do you hear that echo? My voice is coming back to me on a 5-second delay.” I will not talk over you and you talk over me thanks to that common delay issue. I will not say, “Can you find a better cell and call me back?”
Cell phones definitely have their benefits. But so do land lines.