I was talking to one of the younger guys here at the fire dept. and trying to explain that back in the old days of the internet, you couldn't just type anything you wanted. You had to know EXACTLY what you wanted. All punctuation had to be there, every word had to be spelled correctly, and every letter had to be in proper case. If you wanted to create a webpage, you only had one option... top to bottom. There wasn't even a table format yet so you could put things side by side. I remember having email and asking my friend at Chapel Hill for his email address. He asked what I was talking about and said he'd never heard of such a thing. We didn't have any Facebook, Myspace, youtube or anything like that. Kids these days...
Did I just say that? Which gets me back to my age... Dawn's grandfather just passed away. He was born in 1918. He could remember the first airplane that ever flew over. He could remember outhouses. He was chronicled in a local magazine as one of the first farmers to utilize electricity on his farm and I thought wow, this guy had really seen a lot. Now my niece looks at me the same way when I talk about the internet or old computers. I can't even imagine what my kids or grandkids will think. Now I'm depressed.
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Welcome to adulthood - when you're suddenly no longer cool, you can say the words "back in my day" with a straight face, and people remake Michael Jackson songs.
And yes, I find it depressing too.
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