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If you are 30, or older, you might think this is
hilarious!
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 ass! 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 ass 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 luckily, 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!
See! That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids
today have got it too easy. You're spoiled rotten! You
guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1980
or any time before!
Regards,
The Over 30 Crowd
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