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Mon 28 Nov, 2005 04:48 pm
Nickel phone calls
You bought two dollars worth of gas, and the person at the pump cleaned your windows, and checked your oil.
travelling by trolley car
stockings with seams, and maybe "clocks".
portable radios that had batteries in them, and were the size of a large lunch box.
the worst thing that ever happened in high school was when students were caught smoking in the bathroom.
movies were made in black and white.
there were no TV programs broadcast before 5 p.m.
What other things so you remember that would qualify you as an "old fart"?
I still see radios with batteries in them that are the size of two concrete blocks (and the weight) everyday. With the bass turned up WAY too loud.
I am a youngish fart, I quit remembering things years ago. (I wonder where my pants are?)
My first computer only had 48K of memory.
And a cassette-tape drive.
OK, but that's REALLY OLD when you're talking computers....
MY first computer had 1024 memory addresses, on a magnetic drum, was programmed in machine language on punch cards, and was shared by two universities as their major machine. And it took an AC unit as big as the computer room to keep it cool enough to run. And we had to walk six miles thru the snow in our shirtsleeves everyday to get to it. You young squirts today really have it soft.
Well, we still have what we call "trolleys" in Seattle, only they're buses that are powered by overhead electric lines...
READY?
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Magnetic drum? MAGNETIC DRUM? Ha! Try punch-cards....
I worked in an IBM factory where we built circuit boards...
I had to work on computers before they invented the 1. We called it "monopoly."
In Boston we call 'em trackless trolleys. But we've still got the railed ones riding above and below ground. And cobblestones.
I remember when you kissed a girl you did not try to swallow her face.
I remember when you could ride the subway in the middle of the night with no thought of being in danger.
I remember when the subway fare was five cents.
Well, actually paving stones more often than cobblestones.
washers with wringers. gasoline-powered irons (I don't actually remember these, but I've seen old ads). And in Michigan the margarine that came in a plastic bag with the little orange dye capsule in the middle, that you had to massage to spread through the pasty-white lardlike stuff so it'd be yellow, because the dairy business made the state pass laws so nothing that wasn't could masquerade as butter.
3-digit phone numbers, 3-on-the-tree, and addresses without zip codes.
The 1939 worlds fair in Queens N.Y.
when a Pint of milk came in a glass bottle and cost 2 cents and we would put the empty's out by the letterbox and the milkboy would come along...
now its a Ltr of milk in a cardbord or plastic container for $2.00 from the supermarket!
Get out of the chair and walk across the room in order to change TV channels.
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