Here is an email I got from my sister-in-law in Hawaii. I just thought this was too funny and had to share with all my friends who are THIRTY SOMETHING and older. It is quite funny and so true! Hope you all enjoy it like I did…
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with thier tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; waling twenty-five miles to school every morning…uphill…barefoot..BOTH ways. Yadda, yadda, yadda.
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. They’ve got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, they live in damn Utopia! And I hate to say it, but you kids today don’t know how good you got it.
When I was a kid, we didn’t have the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the 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 A**. Nowhere was safe. CPS?, huh?
There were no MP3 players 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 cars. 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 fancy things 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 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”. 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.
There was no fancy CallerID. 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 agency…you just didn’t know. You had to pick it up and take your chances!
We didn’t have Playstation or XBox video games with high resolution 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 once 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 the TV Guide to find out what was on. You were screwed when it came to the channel surfing. You had to get off your butt and walk over to the TV to change the channel.
There was no Cartoon Network. You could only get cartoons on Saturday morning. Did you hear what I’m saying? We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little rats.
There were no microwaves. If you wanted to heat something up, you had to use the stove. Imagine that!
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 were a luxury. 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, it was your fault for calling shotgun in the first place.
We walked or rode our bikes. It was called EXERCISE . We didn’t stay indoors and watch TV, play video games, text, facebook or youtube it. I look at some of the kids today walking around with bulges and muffin tops. But, this doesn’t stop them from wearing those tight shirts or jeans. They just let it spew out!
See, that’s 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 the 80’s or any time before.
The Over 30 crowd