Stupid Phone

I have a phone in my office from 1972. If my cellphone gets too close to it, it makes a buzzing sound that will drive you mad within two seconds. The cord is constantly being wound incorrectly and causing a disaster when trying to quickly pick up. Its got this yellow tint that I am not sure was the initial color, or from years of use. I currently have scotch tap holding the face plate on.

It's the same phone I've had since I started working here almost four years ago. I am typically on the phone for at least four hours out of my total working day. The scene in Office Space where they trash the printer? I have dreams of doing that to my desk phone. I know I'd just get a 1972 replacement from the stockpile of phones they have been hoarding for 40 years. So much of the last four years of my life has been spent on this ridiculously out of date, crappy, tan, fuzzy, fucking phone. 

(No apologies for the vertical video) 

I work in finance. This morning I approved $1.7 million dollars of conference room renovations for our New York office to get upgraded paint, windows, couches, chairs, phones, projectors, flat screen televisions, and telephones. Plus additional upgrades to the General Manager's office. It's the 2nd time they have done this in my four years here. 

New phones for the Minnesota office? Expense request DENIED. 

Some days I really good despise my job. Ah, corporate life.