General

When I was a kid

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.

 

We didn’t have Call Waiting.

If you were on the phone and somebody else called,

they got a busy signal, that’s it.

 

There weren’t any cell phones either.

If you left the house,

you just didn’t make a call or receive one.

You actually had to be out of touch with your
“friends”,

not being in touch with someone 24/7.

And then there’s was NO TEXTING.

 

And we didn’t have Caller ID.

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 chance.

 

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.

And you could never win.

The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and
faster.

 

You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out
what was on.

When it came to channel surfing,

You had to walk over to the TV to change the channel.

NO REMOTES.

 

There was no Cartoon Network either.

You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning.

We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons.

 

And we didn’t have microwaves.

If we wanted to heat something up,

we had to use the stove!

 

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..,

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!

 

How did we last more than five minutes back in the 50s, 60s,
or 70s?