You know, not reading the news, I forgot who I was supposed to hate this week and why I am wrong. And without social media, nobody said I'm hateful and evil and everything bad in the world for being here.
The world didn't end because I didn't pay attention to it?
Huh.
You know I LOVE being old enough to still appreciate being able to talk on my cell phone to people I need to talk to, instead of lining up at the pay phone that was located at the end of every dock for ships' crew.
I remember that. I too, have asked for and received a $10 roll of quarters for my monthly phone calls. I bought my first cell phone after getting made permanent crew on a ship for the first time, after sailing for a couple of years off the board. IIRC, in my first blog, BLUE WATER, (which I deleted after the CEO of the company I was then working for spent a couple of days looking but not finding evidence of bad behavior on my part after I committed the unforgivable sin of bad-mouthing southern cooking (of which I am now a big fan. Growth! )), I announced proudly, like a hen with a new egg, that I talked to my father from the ease and comfort of the wood planks bolted to the bulkhead outside the mess on my ship instead of at the pay phone.
But yeah, no social media for a few days, and it was fine. I enjoyed it.
I may start reading the shampoo bottle again when I gotta crap, rather than the news. Better for the body and soul.
Gen X still remembers where to find Sodium Laureth Sulfate.


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