When I starting selling hamburgers, a quarter pound burger with fries and all the fixings was 55 cents. A 16 oz. Coke was 10 cents. With tax, that was all you could eat for less than 70 cents. As someone else posted, no cash register, every check was added up by hand and change just made out of a drawer. I can remember days doing 700-800 dollars and more. This was a walk up burger stand with no dining room. Can you imagine what that would equal to now? My legs finally gave up on me in 1999 and I had to quit. Phone #'s and only 3 numbers. We had only 3 TV stations, all B&W, and 1 didn't work half the time. As far as the hairy pussy, the only problem there is you kept pulling those little hairs out of your teeth!
Oil cans instead of bottles. Yeah, the bottles are a lot easier to use, but I loved the sound of the spout as it sliced through the top of the can.
remembering as a kid where every fruit tree was in the neighbourhod, and the owners not minding if you jumped the fence for a free feed.
I'll take that bet. Years ago I wouldn't have, but I see people buying and restoring cars we thought were junk when I was a teenager.
People used to care about one another and help each other.....now they just assume piss on you...waht a shame.
At the gas station I worked at in high school I too remember the real metal oil cans, and the spout stayed in an empty can to collect the drips. I remember opening hoods from outside and knowing where the lever was on virtually any model that came in. I have a yardstick from Ford introducing the 1962 Failane as the "newest measure of value" and "the standard size Ford". On one side it compares the specs of the Fairlane to the '59 Galaxie and on the other, to the '56 Ford. Good ol' times...
.......that reminded me. On the farm we walked to school, a mile down a gravel road. Many kids rode horses to school, there was a shed for them. We threw road apples at any and all, picked up on the way.................
I was in a burger joint today and a customer asked for condiments. He was told "that'll be extra". The place makes it a point to deliver your order to the table ( a measureable expense in labor), but wants to control costs by demanding coins for Ketchup rather than padding their prices by .05 cents per order. I guess I miss the value placed on customer experience.
I remember clothes pinning baseball cards to our bike fenders to make that engine sound as the cards slapped the spokes.
I remember the green stamps and the store you went to to redeem them. Remember the green dispenser at every cashier in the grocery store? http://www.greenpoints.com/account/act_default.asp I miss the little plastic animals they used to stick on your drinks at Sonic... When the service station had an outdoor lift in the wide open air. I miss the straight razor shave to my sideburns and back of my neck at the barber with the hot lather and then slapped with Witch Hazel. Sealed beam. ROUND. glass. headlights. My 66 Galaxie still has a couple of the original FoMoCo. Darn new car PLASTIC headlights are fogged up or yellow in a few short years and look like crap. Parts that fit across makes and models. For example a Ford starter fit just about every Ford at one time. I think the standard old Ford alternator hardly changed between 65 and 85. Girls with looong wavy hair. Very happy this came back after a few years ago when they all started chopping it off short. 1156/1157 light bulbs. Screw all the fancy replacements. Throttle cables! (Now all your cars use a wireless throttle servo...On-star has a commercial now bragging how they can slow a vehicle to prevent chases. Just wait until this technology is exploited what repercussions it could have.) People PAYING attention to their driving with out talking on a cell phone, texting, or watching a movie on their in-dash DVD player When kids were forced to look out the window and count license plates to pass their time instead of each having their own DVD screen to watch Spongebob. Occasional roadside attractions to stop for and stretch your legs. Life before pagers, cell phones, and home video game systems. and I'm only 36
I'm into a lotta gross weird primitive shit but why oh why would you want hair in your mouth? Or even around your twig and goody bag?
just go to the dentist n get a shave... besides, if your "goody bag" dont already have hair on it, it should soon after your balls descend down out of your abdomen during puberty...
I pledge allegence to the flag of the United States of America and to the republic for witch it stands one nation under God indivisable with liberty and justice for all!
Haha, I should have clarified. ANOTHER persons hair around your goods...but at any rate...yeah...peanuts and pepsi...
Christmas pageants and Christmas in general, I thought they were lame in the 60's when they made us sing or whatever but now there is no Christmas in the schools because it might offend someone. What about me? I'm offended that that you can't have anything but a freakin' "holiday tree", total bullshit. Even the stores are moving towards it too.
I remember when Scooby Doo and Hong Kong Phooey were new. Cartoons came on at 3 and were off at 6 for the news. Saturday mornings they were on from 7:30am right after Agri-Country, and went off at noon for the mid day movie. Any one in Central Ohio remember Qube? Magnetic key cable porn?. I loved either riding up in the back window of our old galaxie or standing up in the front seat so I could look out. Mr. Chuck across the street had an old seeburg jukebox in his car port in the summer and was full of 50's stuff(maybe why i've always liked Bill Haley)and let us play it all the time. Most of all I miss Woolworths luncheon counter. Best damn $1 burgers ever!
4. Misbehaving in the back seat and dodging your dads hand while he was driving. '' Oh I remember this one, I had a little brother and if I touched him he would yell and here came that big hand with the college ring up side my head.
Especially in neighborhoods! Other then a pair of nice ladies that live together and my 82 year old drinkin' buddy Walt, the rest of my neighbors could give a shit less about me- won't even stop and say hi. So many people are too busy and self-consumed to care about their fellow Man (the exception seems to be HAMBers, JJers, and old souls).
Man the other day I was stopped at an apartment complex by a school bus and about thirty kids got on the bus then it went about fifty yards and picked up twenty or so. Then another bus behind it picked up more. I used to have to walk alittle over a 1/4 of a mile to the bus stop then to I had to be up at the crack butt of dawn to even get on the bus.
Yep miss woolworths too. My mom and grandma would take me there when we had enough money to go to Woolworths and sometimes we'd eat there too. We knew all the ladies because mom either worked with them at Kings department store(there's something that you don't hear everyday department store) or through church. There was only a few places you could eat at when I was a kid and Woolworths was one of them that we could actually afford to eat at.
Referee made a call. Then the game continued, instead of like now, players milling around waiting for somebody to 'review'.
Tried to watch the game last night but it was more like watching an allstar team against a little league team.... We used to play ball and had a good time. Now kids argue over who won. It didn't matter then why now? Plus the big leagues wasn't about money but playing the game. Too much money invovled in too many sports if you ask me. NASCAR was in your blood and you cold walk into a race team shop without such a hiccup now you need to pass security.
Yep. I like to watch old pitchers work, but when they get so old they have to rest between every pitch, it's time for them to retire................. Umpires used to move the game along, point to the pitcher if he was 'resting' between pitches. Now I think they work for the networks and the advertisers, help drag the game out.
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