Story time: The wife and I went to San Bernardino County Museum and took her 16 year old daughter (Cheyenne) along. They were having a 1950s display and you could touch the items to see how they worked. One item on display was a rotary dial telephone. Trying as hard as she could Cheyenne could not figure out how to dial a telephone number on the rotary phone. Something us 'old timers' easily understand and remember (I spent 14 years with Pacific Bell and AT&T). It was funny watching her struggle with that rotary dial.
More stories: I can still remember the Rosemead Central Office being step-by-step and locking up during half-time on Monday night football where no one could call out. Sometimes the tone machine (dial tone) in the Alhambra C.O. would die and people would go nuts thinking they couldn't make a call because there was no dial tone. You don't need a dial tone to make a call; it's just there to let you know the line is working. Kind of like the rotten egg smell that's added to natural gas.