You Know That You are an Old Fart, When You Can Remember....

I never had that bit of plumbing, but I remember being in places where there was a chain, with a wooden pull at the end. My dad used to use the expression, "pull the chain".

any explanation required ? (i didn't think so)

I hope you didn't "fold, spindle or mutilate" your punch cards especially when they were checks.

Where has the five cent cigar gone.

Where have candy cigarettes gone?

where have chocolate cigars gone ? (they were the only ones that didn't make me puke)

Remember when men thought they had to wear an undershirt? As late as 1955, my teacher told the class, "Only an uncivilized person doesn't wear an undershirt."

Remember when men thought they had to wear an undershirt? As late as 1955, my teacher told the class, "Only an uncivilized person doesn't wear an undershirt."

Another sign of getting old is a tendency to repeat yourself :wink:

Why do you say that, Timber

It's a slow night. Mumbling to one's self is acceptable.

Yup ... just funnin' with ya, edgar - hope ya don't mind.

Mind? I don't think I mind. If we've got guests, where are they? What did they do, go home and get some sleep first?

Johnboy remembers back to 1972 or so, when he worked as a CPA in one of the biggest accounting firms in the world. We had these clunky adding machines. One day, my boss showed me this new machine. I can't remember what it was called back then but I was impressed. "I want one," I exclaimed. They cost, he said, about $1000 each. It would take awhile before they could buy them for folks at my level.

Some of my employees got lunch yesterday from McDonald's. Each of them got a match-book sized calculator as part of the "Happy Meal" or whatever.

When I became a meter reader in 1974, a requirement of the job, at that time, was the wearing of a tie. Also, our pants had a red stripe down the outside of each leg.

Of course, the ties didn't stay on long once one left the office. :wink:

Nowdays, part of our uniform are blue jeans and T-shirts, marked, of course. Things sure have changed.

I never was one of those highschool toughs with a DA haircut and a pack of Luckies rolled up in the sleeve of my T-shirt.






I wore a flat-top and smoked Camels.

You sound like a tough guy to me.

Moi? Naahhhh ... I'm a teddybear, really. Don't go believin' whatchya hear :wink:

Oh? What should I be hearing? :wink:

I can't remember the first time we had a water heater. As a kid, any time we wanted something hot, we built a fire in the cook stove, or a fire in the yard for wash water.