Thirty Something

Email of the week

If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!  I found it somewhat amusing, as in the “eighties” I had already exceeded age forty, and had been gainfully employed 12 or 13 years, and had kids in high school.  So here you go … the email of the week.

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 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 cataloger!

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!

There were no MP3’s or Napsters! You wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the damn record store and shoplift it yourself! Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ’d usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up!

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! 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 mom, your boss, your Bookie, your drug dealer, a collections agent, you just didn’t know!

You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister.

We didn’t have any fancy Sony Playstation Video Games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600. With games Like ‘Space Invaders’ and ‘asteroids’. Your 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 a** and walk over to the TV to change the channel and 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-bast**ds!

And we didn’t have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up we had to use the stove … Imagine that. That’s exactly what I’m talking about. You kids today have got it too easy.  You’re spoiled. You guys wouldn’t have lasted five minutes back in 1980!

Regards,

The over 30 Crowd

So there you go, it’s universal.  The “other” Generation now, always assumes it had it better, than the generation before it or Vice or Versa?

2 thoughts on “Thirty Something

  1. Don,

    And being older, I had to interact with a computer (which took up an entire room) by feeding it paper cards with holes that had been punched out of it to form a single instruction. You wanted to give it more instructions, you had to punch more cards. Saving your work meant putting a rubber band around the deck of cards and placing them somewhere safe. A disaster was when the rubber band broke and a million punched cards went scattering to the winds.
    When we took pictures, we had to put them on something called film and later take that to a developer and wait a week for it to be developed! And we had to pay for this service! We even had to pay for pictures that didn’t turn out so well.

    If you were out and about and wanted to call someone? You had to find a phone booth and hope it still had a huge phone book in there so you’d be able to look up the number you just realized you’d forgotten. The phone booth would eat up your change (you did bring a pocketful of change didn’t you?), and part way through your conversation you’d be reminded to pump in more coins. Forgot your coins? Then you’d have to find a nearby store, in the rain… (it was always raining back then), and get change.

    The games of my day were checkers, monopoly, and parchesy. Being sent to my room was a real punishment since the only thing electric in the room was the light. No TV, no “Record Player” (what’s that you ask?), no Radio, no Phone. Just a bed, and the light. If you weren’t sleeping, you certainly wouldn’t have much to do. Except maybe think about why you had been sent there in the first place.

    Yes… yes… The “Good Old Days”.

    Brother John
    Lansdowne, Pennsylvania USA
    =================================
    I can remember a system such as you describe on the RR in the seventies and eighties, it was a pain in the,well it wasn’t much fun. I find it curious, as time has a way of slipping by and you don’t even notice.

    For instance, that was over 20 years ago, but it seems just like yesterday to me.

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  2. If we wanted to steal music, we would also tape record each other’s albums. No microwave popcorn, you actually had to pop it in a pan…and watch it to make sure it didn’t overflow or burn! Oh, yeah, and we actually had to keep a checkbook register and keep credit card receipts because there wasn’t such a thing as “online banking!” And we used a real calculator! No ATM’s, debit cards, either. Cable TV was still a luxury.

    Personal computers weren’t even heard of in the mid-70’s and weren’t reasonably affordable until the late 80’s. The Apple IIe that came out in the early 80’s had 64KB expandable to a whopping 128KB. And you could connect the computer to your TV screen and play the video games, something the computer industry got wise to and stopped that capablility. Yeah, my mom was an Apple IIe Pacman maniac!

    And we used real floppy disks, not those hard case “floppies,” and I remember when 80mb zip disks in the 90’s were OMG, just incredible!
    Ahhhhh, the good ‘ole days.

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