Fuck NO!
I HATE 'phones
I once knew a guy, who worked for the 'phone company (a musician "friend") who had several in his "barr room basement."
His (as I called mine) I Love Me room was a fucking bar. He collected neon beer signs, life sized celebrity (female) ads, billiards stuff, concert posters and for some odd reason, pay phones. He had many of them, but only two actually worked as normal phones. You had to pick up the receiver and hit the coin return to make it work, then you could dial normally.
I am positive that they were all stolen from the phone company, due to his access to the "system."
This was in the early eighties. The phones were all dial face style 'phones.