Rotary Dial
I went on a walk today, finally. I've cooped myself in the apartment for the last couple of days. I browsed inside a flea market and stumpled across an old rotary dial phone. I pressed my index finger in one of the round holes and gave it my best spin. I could feel the wieght behind the dial. This particular phone was black and the type that was to be sat on a side table not the wall. If memory serves me right, I remember my grandma having one just about like it.