An intern (at least 5 years ago, this isn't even a new story) wore a Nirvana t-shirt to some casual weekend activity. I made some comment about when Kurt Cobain killed himself and what a huge deal it was at my high school. She had a funny look ... and I said, wait, you weren't even born yet, were you? Nope. She's wearing a t-shirt for a band that was literally dead before she was even born, it's like some retro old-school thing.

I remember my mom playing music from the 60s and 70s, thinking how OLD it sounded. But 90s music still sounds good to me now!

Going into a hospital and seeing all these doctors in their late 20s and early 30s. The guy doing my vasectomy is a decade younger than me!

Anonymous wrote:Paid 27$ for a burger fries and a shake (yes it was a large) and thought it was outrageous. Then I realized it's not 1984 when a burger at Wendys was four dollars (maybe two dollars I don't know I'm too old to remember)

As a teenager, I remember telling my Mom to think of a price that she thought was reasonable— “then add a zero ”. I’m now at the point where I double my own imagined “reasonable “ prices.

Paid 27$ for a burger fries and a shake (yes it was a large) and thought it was outrageous. Then I realized it's not 1984 when a burger at Wendys was four dollars (maybe two dollars I don't know I'm too old to remember)

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Anonymous wrote:Wearing my house key on a string around my neck so I could let myself in after school -- in the 4th grade. I was home alone till my parents got home from work around 6.

When I lost the key (several times) they didn't replace it immediately. Then I was free-range till they got home.

Ha, no big deal of course.

Unimaginable now. Similarly, parents would run late to pick you up from a junior high school dance and you could just be unsupervised out in the dark.

The most unimaginable part being that since we didn't have cell phones, when your parents ran late to pick you up anywhere, you simply waited. You had faith they would show up and the world didn't end.

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Anonymous wrote:was this Chagrin falls?

love that place

OMG yes, it was! I grew up there and really can appreciate it way more as an old fart now!

it seems like the most idyllic place to grow up but I can see how small it must've been to a teen. Its like something out of a lifetime original movie! reminds me of the college thread comparing Midwestern lifestyle and east coast college hustle.

Anonymous wrote:In my small town, we only needed to dial the last 4 digits of a phone number on the landline.

My kids couldn't understand that AT ALL

Kids haven't dialed phone numbers in years.

My kids are taller than me .

Just saw that Jason Mesnick's (Bachelor) son Ty just started college. That one hit.

I'm smarter and happier than I've ever been. It makes me feel old and old is good. You couldn't pay me to be 20 again.

Just thinking about stuff like when people had beepers before cell phones were a thing, and you’d page someone “911” to let them know it was important and to call you back right away.

Related: having watched the very first season of The Real World.

Every time they announce that a rock star is celebrating a milestone birthday.

Mick Jagger is 80. I still see Mick as a sexy rock star. In fact, he's the same age as my mother, who is...old.

Anonymous wrote:visited my alma mater last fall

wondered what students thought of me walking around campus

would've been like me as a freshman seeing an alum who started in 1945

ouch!

Several years ago we visited my college town. I was at the drive in movie with my kids, waiting in line for snacks, and in front of me was a very excited new college freshman. We started chatting and I told him when I graduated. He pointed out "Wow, I wasn't born then!" Yep, I'm old.

Anonymous wrote:was this Chagrin falls?

love that place

OMG yes, it was! I grew up there and really can appreciate it way more as an old fart now!

I went to the Lionel Richie concert Friday night. I was not a huge fan, but the songs keep playing in my head and bringing back so many memories. You couldn't escape his or the Commodores songs, and now I'm nostalgic for my awesome childhood and youth. And I feel old.