When the kid starts complaining about something that makes her life difficult, I have to bite my tongue. I have to refrain from acting like my mother and not bore her with the angst I dealt with as a teen. So I’ll bore you instead. Tell me if you can relate. I know you can.
- Me: One bathroom for 5 people. Her: Three bathrooms for 3 people. That means there is a toilet for each ass. No schedules. No waiting. Life should be good based just on this alone.
- Our song download consisted of a tape recorder, a radio, a quiet room and a lot of time.
- We only had 3 remote controls in my house. They were called Mo, Ed and Mark. On the up side, we never ran out of batteries.
- Our DVR/TiVo was whoever you were watching TV with. “What’d they say?” has been replaced by “Rewind that.”
- My first car phone was the size of a small suitcase, weighed as much as a toddler and did nothing but make and receive phone calls. It was called a car phone because that’s where it stayed. In the car. I was major cool. Really. I was.
- Funk & Wagnalls and the Card Catalog were our “go to” guys for information.
- People smoked in restaurants. But at least we got our choice of the “smoking” or “non-smoking” section. It was super fun when the “non-smoking” section started at the booth right behind you.
- When we got sick of Pac-man, there was always Pong.
- If I wanted to go anywhere, I relied on public transportation, an ex-boyfriend with a car, or hitchhiking. I could have walked, but that method was used in the generation before me.
- We took a typing class, with real typewriters complete with carbon paper. Mrs. Darling would smack the back of our hands with a wooden ruler if we so much as peeked at our fingers. The “Hunt & Peck” method? There would have been a lot of blood spilled.
- We sat for hours in class learning how to write in cursive. Apparently that was a friggin’ waste of time.
- I got to babysit 2, 3 and sometimes even 4 kids at once. And all for a dollar an hour. At least it was easy to do the math.
- There was no iTunes. What I did have was $6 of my babysitting money that only took 2 days to earn and this thing called A Record Store where they sold albums made of vinyl.
And the next time you are bored? Go catch some fireflies. Or better yet, make a crank call. Oh wait. I forgot. You don’t know how to use a phone.