It's hell to get old

thebullet

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I was out doing some Xmas shopping this morning. The drive-thru guy at McDonald's said "Happy Holidays" instead of "Merry Christmas" and I almost gave him back his egg mcMuffin. We stopped at a couple stores.

So we go back to our car and are headed home when I realize I've lost my cell phone! It was on a holster on my belt and the whole damn thing was gone. I stopped and searched the car thoroughly. No phone. We went back to the shopping center. My wife ran into the stores we had visited. I told her to call my cell from the store to see if someone had found it. While I was sitting in the car I heard a strange vibration. I thought 'oh great, now the engines going to have trouble'.

Well, no luck finding the phone. We headed home. I said to myself, "Merry fuckin' Christmas". We looked on the ground around our parking area. No phone. We went inside and grabbed my wife's cell phone and headed out again.

When we got into the car I thought I should try my phone again, so I dialed it. This time we both heard a strange vibration in the car. WTF! I realized that my phone in its infinite wisdom had switched itself over to vibrate mode only and it was in fact somewhere in the car.

Swear to God, we searched that car for 20 minutes looking for the phone, calling it regularly to get it to vibrate. No luck. We knew that damn thing was there, we just couldn't find it. Finally we decided to screw it, go shopping and let my son find it later.

That's when my wife noticed the damn thing hanging from my radio antenna. Some good samaratan had obviously hooked it on there when they found it lying on the ground and it stayed on all the way home.

To top it off, a little later I called for my messages. The last one was about 10 minutes long, a recording of my wife and I searching the car, then finally finding the phone, laughing hysterically at our stupidity, and then forgetting to turn my wife's phone off.

It's hell getting old.
 
thank god it wasnt down your pants and you just couldn't feel the vibrations...that would be bad.
sounds like you got a laugh from it in the 'end'.
cheers and

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
:kiss:
 
vella_ms said:
thank god it wasnt down your pants and you just couldn't feel the vibrations...that would be bad.
sounds like you got a laugh from it in the 'end'.
cheers and

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
:kiss:

I've had days kinda like that. I was talking with a friend of my on the phone, then I started to panic. She asked why I was panicking, and I told her I couldn't find my cell phone. She asked, "What are you talking into?"
Felt kinda dumb.

Anyway, I read the title of the thread, and this is what came to mind.

WEIRD AL YANKOVIC LYRICS

"When I Was Your Age"

Let me tell you sonny... let me tell you straight
You kids today ain't never had it tough
Always had everything handed to you on a silver plate
You lazy brats think nothing's good enough

Well, nobody ever drove me to school when it was ninety degrees below
We had to walk buck naked through forty miles of snow
Worked in the coal mines twenty two hours a day for just half a cent
Had to sell me internal organs just to pay the rent

When I was your age. When I was your age
When I was your age. When I was your age

Let me tell you something, you whiny little snot
There's something wrong with all you kids today
You just don't appreciate all the things you've got
We were hungry, broken and miserable and we liked it fine that way

There were seventy three of us living in a cardboard box
All I got for Christmas was a lousy bag of rocks
Every night for dinner, we had a big 'ol chunk of dirt
If we were really good, we didn't get dessert

When I was your age. When I was your age
When I was your age. When I was your age

Didn't have no telephone, didn't have no FAX machine
All we had was a couple cans and a crummy piece of string
Didn't have no swimming pool when I was just a lad
Our neighbor's mseptic tank was the closest thing we had
Didn't have no dental floss, had to use old rusty nails
Didn't have Nintendo, we just poured salt on snails
Didn't have no water bed, had to sleep on broken glass
Didn't have no lawnmower, we used our teeth to cut the grass

What's the matter now, sonny, you say you don't believe this junk?
You think my story's wearin' kinda thin?
I tell you one thing, I never was such a disrespectful punk
Back in my time, we had a thing called discipline

Dad would whoop us every night till a quarter after twelve
Then he'd get too tired and he'd make us whoop ourselves
Then he'd chop me into pieces and play frisbee with my brain
And let me tell ya, Junior, you never heard me complain

When I was your age. When I was your age
When I was your age. When I was your age
 
Dude, what were you doing buying an egg mc freakin' muffin? They taste like soap in a bun.
 
Dude, what were you doing buying an egg mc freakin' muffin? They taste like soap in a bun.
Poetic license. It actually was one of those griddle things with the egg and bacon wrapped inside a pancake-like roll infused with maple syrup. The damn things are pretty good.

Hey Evil A:
I saw Weird Al in concert a couple of years ago. It was a freakin' trip. I often put on his greatest hits album as I'm truckin' down the highway. I remember him well when he was but a lad sending in tapes to Doctor Demento.

vella_ms:
Back in the days of pagers, I had a vibrating one which I always kept in my pants pocket. I always let the my females customers know that I got a thrill everytime they called me.
 
I'm so old I have to ask a daughter how to turn my cell phone on.

I sent my first text message a month ago with daughter telling me step by step how to do it. I haven't sent one since.

I've had this phone four years and I've only just had to buy some more time when the ten pounds credit ran out. That was part of the package when I bought it.

I don't want to change it. The modern ones have small buttons that don't fit my knarled fingers.

Og the antique
 
thebullet said:
I was out doing some Xmas shopping this morning. The drive-thru guy at McDonald's said "Happy Holidays" instead of "Merry Christmas" and I almost gave him back his egg mcMuffin. We stopped at a couple stores.

So we go back to our car and are headed home when I realize I've lost my cell phone! It was on a holster on my belt and the whole damn thing was gone. I stopped and searched the car thoroughly. No phone. We went back to the shopping center. My wife ran into the stores we had visited. I told her to call my cell from the store to see if someone had found it. While I was sitting in the car I heard a strange vibration. I thought 'oh great, now the engines going to have trouble'.

Well, no luck finding the phone. We headed home. I said to myself, "Merry fuckin' Christmas". We looked on the ground around our parking area. No phone. We went inside and grabbed my wife's cell phone and headed out again.

When we got into the car I thought I should try my phone again, so I dialed it. This time we both heard a strange vibration in the car. WTF! I realized that my phone in its infinite wisdom had switched itself over to vibrate mode only and it was in fact somewhere in the car.

Swear to God, we searched that car for 20 minutes looking for the phone, calling it regularly to get it to vibrate. No luck. We knew that damn thing was there, we just couldn't find it. Finally we decided to screw it, go shopping and let my son find it later.

That's when my wife noticed the damn thing hanging from my radio antenna. Some good samaratan had obviously hooked it on there when they found it lying on the ground and it stayed on all the way home.

To top it off, a little later I called for my messages. The last one was about 10 minutes long, a recording of my wife and I searching the car, then finally finding the phone, laughing hysterically at our stupidity, and then forgetting to turn my wife's phone off.

It's hell getting old.

Bullet, that was a great story and very well told. Gave me many smiles.

I now have this image of you driving along in your car, with the phone merrily swinging along on the ariel (antenna, as you over there call it :D).

So glad you can look back on it and laugh.

Lou :rose:
 
oggbashan said:
I'm so old I have to ask a daughter how to turn my cell phone on.

I sent my first text message a month ago with daughter telling me step by step how to do it. I haven't sent one since.

I've had this phone four years and I've only just had to buy some more time when the ten pounds credit ran out. That was part of the package when I bought it.

I don't want to change it. The modern ones have small buttons that don't fit my knarled fingers.

Og the antique

I'm so old my daughter has to ask her daughter how to turn on a cell phone and then she passes the info on to me, if she can remember it. My daughter's memory isn't as good as it used to be.

What were we talking about again?
 
Snort Snicker snort. I loved it.

Reminds me of a time several years ago when I worked for a resort on Cape Cod. One New Years Eve when was doing a patrol through one of the villages I came across a car parked in front of one of the cottages. Scattered around the car were several articles of womens clothing, which I thoughtfully picked up.

I recognised the car as belonging to one of the wealthier gentlemen around town. I also quickly realised the womens clothing didn't belong to his wife. (A rather portly woman who would have had a hard time fitting one leg into the panties I had found, much less the rest of her.)

Being the charitable sort I neatly folded the clothing and placed it in a plastic bag on the front step of the cottage. All except for the panties. (Black, lacy thong.) These I thoughtfully attached to his cars antena(sp) which on this model of car wasn't in the usual place. (Next to the windshield.) It was in the middle of the back deck of the car. I'm sure he got more than one amused glance on his drive through town going home the next morning.

Cat
 
I'm still young enough to buy one of those SpongeBob Squarepants watches they had at Burger King last month.

But I had to ask my 10 year old nephew to set the time for me.
 
carsonshepherd said:
I'm still young enough to buy one of those SpongeBob Squarepants watches they had at Burger King last month.

But I had to ask my 10 year old nephew to set the time for me.

:D :D :D
 
carsonshepherd said:
I'm still young enough to buy one of those SpongeBob Squarepants watches they had at Burger King last month.

But I had to ask my 10 year old nephew to set the time for me.

Wow, sounds like me...I had my 12 year old sister teaching me how to work a thermometer not too long ago -- and I'm 18.

Bullet, funny story...Very very funny. Good thing those good simaritans are around sometimes.
 
Good thing you got it back. People are more generous this time of year.
 
Kid, I'm so old that

oggbashan said:
I'm so old I have to ask a daughter how to turn my cell phone on.
...
Og the antique
I don't even HAVE a cell phone!:D

Two weeks ago, I was standing outside in the sunny morning sun awaiting a third guy to show up. I was complaining that I had forgot or lost my sunglasses somewhere and even went back to the car to find them and didn't. (Clipon type)
About an hour later, we went inside and I discovered I had them on!:(
 
A cell phone is one of those things that you've never needed until you have one. Then you can't live without it.

I lasted forty years without a VCR. Once I got on, I had to have two.

My wife (who was a computer programmer when we got married) had no interest in a personal computer until about 2 years ago when I expanded our home network and put one in her office at home. Suddenly she spends several hours a day surfing and answering email. Her life would be miserable without it.
 
My wife has had a cell phone for a couple of years. I just learned that the only thing she knows how to do is to dial it. When I started this thread I mentioned that my wife would dial my phone so I could hear my phone vibrate. I noticed that every time she did it, she dialed my whole number.

I asked her why she didn't hit redial. She said, "What's redial?"

I said, "You can store numbers, you know". She said, "I can?"

This is a woman who can carry on deep conversations about the environment, about the war, about women's issues, about Monty Python, about wine, about film. But she can't figure out how to operate a cell phone.

It's hell getting old.
 
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