I don’t own a cell, and happily so. I used to, and I didn’t care for it at all.
When the landline rings here, my husband and I just look at each other for a moment, saying to each other with our eyes, “if it’s important, they’ll leave a message,” and we get on with what we were doing without a single spoken word.
The only people my husband calls is me or his best friend, the only people I call is my husband, mother or grandmother. We take incoming calls from his father if we see who it is on caller ID. Everything else is worthless to us - if it is important, like the bank or my lawyer or something, they always leave a message and we get back to them.
I was more of a chatter as a teenager, but as I got older, I became much less of a phone person. I’d rather see my friends face to face, when possible. I live a quiet, peaceful life. Adding more ringing, buzzing, beeping things that interrupt me is just adding annoyance to my world. Like adding leeches to a pool.