Hey, say that all ya want, but when my stepson beat me two out of three times in basketball, I knew I was getting old. To make matters worse, he almost beat me in tennis!
I ain't what I used to be. ;-)
Posted on 09/28/2004 2:57:44 PM PDT by rdb3
LOL join the club.
I saw the thread title and clicked because my daughter was born in '86!
My how time flies!
Hey, say that all ya want, but when my stepson beat me two out of three times in basketball, I knew I was getting old. To make matters worse, he almost beat me in tennis!
I ain't what I used to be. ;-)
After reading thru some replies I feel compelled to add:
I interviewed for a job at the NYC Playboy Club (didn't get it!)
Some other bygones & my memories:
Corporal punishment in school
B&W TV, no remote
No cable TV
No computer, no internet
You could ride your bike into town and not worry
A (was it 8 or 10 oz.?) GLASS bottle of Coke from the machine was 10 cents.
When I was in JHS cigarettes were 35 cents a pack from a machine.
People smoked on TV talk shows.
Nobody got offended if you flew the American flag.
When I started elementary school, you couldn't wear denim or shorts to school. (rule changed when I was 5th or 6th grade I think).
I told my kids if I'd only known I would have kept all of my ugly 70's clothes lol
"...7-Up Gold, Crystal Pepsi"
"I was born in 67, and I don't even remember these drinks. Huh?
Just damn. That hurts. That means for these kids, I've ALWAYS been married! (Just celebrated our 19th anniversary last week)
that was a great bit in a barney miller episode...
wojociewitz was taking down information from a drunk and asked his age...
63... and wojo typed 63.... i was 59 in 63.
wojo stubbornly erases the error and then calculates it to be ... 63...
i miss barney miller.
.....Westy......
And then, I shot him.
Grrrr.... Senior Freeper my drooping butt.... ;-)
Just turned 33 last week. I'm sure AARP will be sending me information now.
Must've never made it out of the test market.
I was thirteen before there was a McDonald's in my neighborhood....
Born in 47.
Of course, I could be wrong. I thought I was wrong once before, but I was mistaken.
I'm sure if I got this date wrong, several people will be glad to point that out.
Actually, that was number 26. Was that a senior moment, or just fat fingers on the keyboard?
I was 29 before the first stoplight was installed in the county I grew up in. Way back in the dull 90's. The occasion even made the Eveninmg News in Sacramento.
We had it in Cleveland, which is/was a test market. I remember the McDLT as well. That sure didn't last long.
McDLT: The sandwich for dicriminating adult palates. Or some such hoo-haw.
Born in 1976 here. I never realized how old I was until I stopped by a local restaurant frequented by high schoolers in my parent's neighborhood a few months back. I was 28 going on 60 that night.
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