Going Obsolete


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Of all the technologies that have gone extinct in your lifetime, which one do you miss the most?

I went antique shopping with my friend yesterday. I had fun chatting about a couple of things I used to have but now they are obsolete.

Remember when we were teens and the phone rang. It was for us. No doubt it was a girlfriend or maybe a special boy…

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Going Obsolete


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Of all the technologies that have gone extinct in your lifetime, which one do you miss the most?

I went antique shopping with my friend yesterday. I had fun chatting about a couple of things I used to have but now they are obsolete.

Remember when we were teens and the phone rang. It was for us. No doubt it was a girlfriend or maybe a special boy calling. There was one phone usually placed in a central location of the house.

Ours was placed on the wall in the kitchen. Mom would tell me I had a phone call. Excited I would jump up and take the phone. Listening to the voice on the other end I wanted privacy.

It wasn’t that I was going to say something that I would be ashamed of. It was called letting me have some privacy. Mom would tell me, ” You don’t need to be ashamed to talk on the phone where I am standing. You shouldn’t be afraid to say anything, so please remain where you are and don’t try stretching the phone cord.”

Well sometimes I wanted to gossip with my friends who called. Or there were times when I wanted to tell the love of my life that I would love him until the day I died. So I would try sneaking, softly towards the hall. Then if I got by with that, I would go into the bathroom and quietly shut the door. This could, if I was lucky, buy me a few minutes before mom yelled at me to get back out there.

I saw the phone at the antique store yesterday. I picked the ear piece up off of the cradle. I was amazed at how heavy it was. I used to hold that in my fingers? Really? Today, those phone don’t exist much. Light-weight, cordless, and cell phones have replaced the bulky, put your finger in the holes on the dial and turn systems we used to have.

I laugh now as I think back to those cords on the phones. Six or nine foot cords that would get so twisted from being stretched. Sometimes I would answer the phone and have to say, ” Hold on, I have to unwind the cord first.” Those were the days.

The other thing I am struggling to find is red chairs. I have a big oval red and chrome table from the fifties. I have two yellow chairs from that style but they swivel. I want the red chrome chairs that sit on four legs. The very sturdy ones with hard backs. I sometimes find them, but yesterday I did for one of the few times see a set of four of them, but wow, they were $160.00 for all four. This may not be a bad price for them, but for my purse, it screamed, ” No, you don’t have the money!”

old-fashioned-phone2Here is the table that I own. Now if I can just afford the chairs.

red table