I've got a landline, but I never receive any exciting calls on it. This isn't because my social life is barren – seriously, my flat is like Notting Hill Carnival 365 days a year, with slightly fewer muggings – but because I don't really see the point of telling anyone the number. I've got a mobile phone in my pocket for 16 hours a day, so if someone wants to call me, they may as well use that. The only people who do call me on the landline are telemarketers and my mum, who are pretty similar in the way they try and get me to answer difficult questions.
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