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When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning.... Uphill... Barefoot... BOTH ways… yadda, yadda, yadda
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've got it! I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!! There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter - with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox, and it would take like a week to get there! Stamps were 10 cents! Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us. As a matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our ***! Nowhere was safe! There were no MP3's or Napsters or iTunes! If you wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself! Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio, and the DJ would usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up! There were no CD players! We had tape decks in our car.. We'd play our favorite tape and "eject" it when finished, and then the tape would come undone rendering it useless. Cause, hey, that's how we rolled, Baby! Dig? We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called, they got a busy signal, that's it! There weren't any freakin' cell phones either. If you left the house, you just didn't make a damn call or receive one. You actually had to be out of touch with your "friends". OH MY GOD !!! Think of the horror... not being in touch with someone 24/7!!! And then there's TEXTING. Yeah, right. Please! You kids have no idea how annoying you are. And we didn't have fancy Caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your parents, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, the collection agent... you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister! We didn't have any fancy PlayStation or Xbox video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'. Your screen guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen... Forever! And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE! You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your *** and walk over to the TV to change the channel!!! NO REMOTES!!! Oh, no, what's the world coming to?!?! There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying? We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little rat-finks! And we didn't have microwaves. If we wanted to heat something up, we had to use the stove! Imagine that! And our parents told us to stay outside and play... all day long. Oh, no, no electronics to soothe and comfort. And if you came back inside... you were doing chores! And car seats - oh, please! Mom threw you in the back seat and you hung on. If you were lucky, you got the "safety arm" across the chest at the last moment if she had to stop suddenly, and if your head hit the dashboard, well that was your fault for calling "shot gun" in the first place! All this is FYI of course. |
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ah, those were the days....
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I'm old enough to remember those days, believe it or not! Thanks for makin me feel all old!
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I'm old enough to remember those days, believe it or not! Thanks for makin me feel all old! Me too!! |
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A trip down memory lane those were the days
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LOL! Nice. I remember that all!
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omg i remember it all.... i have to print this out and show it to my kids and let them see how easy they got it
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LOL, I just giggled the whole way through that!
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I feel soooo oooolllldddd
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I may only be almost 25- but some of that applies to parts of my youth too....now i feel old....
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you know i swore too.. have kept my thoughts as well.. i hit it a different way of just sharing stories with my kids.. and not saying "when i was a kid" lol im really open with my kids, always have been.. but then again they kind of are with me too unlike i was with my mother...though i dot approve of everything and i let them know... but also let them know they are individual... and i was there age too and did what i wanted anyway.. however i dot approve!! and i tell them why...
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LOL! I was grinning even after I finished reading this. So true!
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Hahahaha
Yepper, I hated that busy signal !! I actually would call the operator and tell her I had an emergency call to make, and she would actually interupt the other persons line ! Sometimes they were real and sometimes, I just couldn't wait..sometimes they were ok with us doing that and well............. sometimes the other person was ticked right off yaaaaaaaaaaa , the good ole' days...Just where did they go to ? and arcades...looking back now, Man_ did Our games back then SUCK the BIG One..........Geez! so Kids_ teens............Lighten Up, you all have the world by the Balls.....................Live it and enjoy what you have , |
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ah those hard times lol
cellphone eh? at age 25, I got one, but now I look around even 12 yrs old got a cell too, with ability to chat, email even play good games in it.... |
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Wow I never considered myself, "The Older Crowd" but at 41 I suppose it's about that time... lol. My father had a remote in the 70's called "Keith see what's on the other channel" thank goodness there were only 3......channel 16, 28 and 47. The sound of those clicking knobs on the TV still haunts me!
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