What ever happened to the Good Ole Days? You remember them, don’t you? The days when it was safe for children to go outdoors and play. When not knowing how to jump double-dutch rope was the exception and not the majority. I want them back! I want to go to a church where the pastor knows me by name and not by my SSN, since that is what I put on my tithing envelope. I want to hear a song on the radio that has more words and less hook. I would like to go to Niketown and have the associate walk to the stock room and get my shoes, as opposed to ordering them on a contraption that looks like a mini spaceship. I want the days where they bagged my groceries for me and thanked me for shopping there.
Maybe I’m naïve, or possibly just old fashioned. It seems like all the shortcuts and technology that were created to make things easier, have taken some of the zest out of life. I seriously would like to listen to voicemails again. Instead, the person on the other end doesn’t bother to leave one because they know that you have caller ID and will see their number on your missed call log. Better yet, they’ll follow up a missed call with a text message. My goodness! Can I please have simplicity back again?
They say that everything comes full circle. Bell bottom pants came, and went, and came again. I’ve seen more Afro’s recently. I mean if stretch pants can really make a comeback, then the Good Ole Days have a chance.
Impatiently Waiting,
Clutch
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Friday, October 1, 2010
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