I also miss the times when people didn't have these stupid phones. It's so sad, you can't even spend time with your own family anymore without everyone looking down at these idiot devices- no one is paying attention to their surroundings. Everything you do and say can be recorded by audio and/or video recording apps at any time. You have no privacy. People take random pictures of you without permission that end up on the internet. People feel that they are entitled to call and demand your attention immediately, or facetime you. They actually get angry when you don't answer or text back right away. No one understands the ONE person out of 100 who is not looking at a phone every second of the day.

I also miss jobs before these days when everyone is asking for applicants to have two college degrees, five years of experience, and want to pay $12-15 per hour (or will not even list the pay in the ad).

I also miss when parents were parents. This BS of being your child's friend instead of being your child's parent is exactly that: BS. I see too many raised like that who have zero respect for any adult. He!!, we already have a generation of "adults" who have zero respect for adults. You know, because MY generation ruined everything for the millennials. Pfffft.

I miss going to a restaurant and enjoying a meal without witnessing someone's kid/kids running around, screaming, and being a major little arse.

I miss figure-SKIMMING clothes. WTH does everything have to be freaking skintight?? It has to cling to every cellulite dimple/muscle ripple/fat roll/hip bone/leg hair/camel toe... BLECH.

And I really miss the flowing 'hippie' dresses and tops that pregnant women used to wear. Why are they embracing this skintight caca?? I honestly do not want to see you in skintight barely-covering-your-arse-sweater-dress with your now-6-inch-outie-belly-button poking out like the Alien busting out of John Hurt's bod.

I miss Sunday dinners with all the family. Having fun cooking a meal that everyone is going to enjoy. It seems like now all we do is run errands on Sunday playing catch-up.

I miss people who are knocked up already/ have kids already quietly getting married at the courthouse/in a darkened church on a Tuesday night, instead of a big white joke of a wedding. Tacky tacky tacky.

I miss kids playing outside.

I miss Sunday walks in the woods and big dinner afterwards.

I miss the church social where we made wreaths for Christmas and going home to watch Charlotte's web.

I miss seeing kids hand made pumpkin faces taped to windows.

I miss big family dinners at Grandma's house. Awesome home cooked food while everyone sat around a huge table and actually talked and spent good quality time together.

I miss when it was okay at school to say the Pledge of Allegiance, have the flag in each class room and teachers had the authority to make you behave.

I miss when a neighbourhood all knew each other. All of the parents were friends and all the kids played every weekend and all summer together.

Bravo!!!! I agree....

And.....

I miss parents with balls rather than these wastes of breeder skin that pump out snowflakes like a mouse pumps out a turd with about the same intrinsic value as the mouse turd. Barely enough substance to give a minuscule puff of smoke if you lit it on fire.

I miss when a high school education actually meant something and anyone with a diploma was literate, had a solid understanding of US Government, US History, World History, basic science, and could actually do a basic math problem without their fingers.

I miss when an assignment was done correctly that was the minimum standard rather than this getting credit because the little F@(% trophies are special by their mere existence.

I miss the days when there was a crime to report on the news they talked about the behavior and actually gave an accurate description of the perp rather than trying to mitigate the consequences of the chosen criminal behavior with some BS excuse and not actually describing the perp. Criminals perpetrate crime. PERIOD! The classification of "criminal" is demographic free. It is a choice and nothing else. I miss when we focused on the behavior rather than the excuse.

I miss when you wanted something you worked for it and earned it.

I miss when I hired someone right out of college it did not start with their whining in my office about their friend that got a signing bonus with another company or blathering about an assigned parking spot and changing the office professional dress code. I hired you to do a job and if you are doing that job then you are getting paid for doing that job. You want a raise.... do more.

Sigh

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OMG... I have turned into that cranky middle aged guy. Argghhhhhhhhh! :O

I miss receiving an actual card/invitation rather than an E card or text.

I miss having a phone conversation rather than receiving a text message instead.

I miss pictures in a photo album rather than looking at a collage of pictures on someone's phone.

I miss when ladies went out the house dressed like ladies rather than wearing leggings as pants.

I miss when rules, policies and procedures were followed in the workplace rather than do what you went when you want.

I miss when when management actually had experience and knew how to do the job rather than promoting someone who has been with the company less than five minutes and knows nothing.

I miss so much. But the list is too long.

'I miss the days when the town tramp would not show her face in town during the day' - I didn't know our BM lived in your town }:)

I miss the days when people were allowed to be a little 'odd' or eccentric without ending up on the AS and joining the ranks of people told they are 'special'. Probably will draw some hate for this but i'm refering to the lumping together of all people who can tick even one box of the 'signs' and then are lumped onto the AS spectrum especially under the NOS group. I honestly believe this is a bad thing for those people. It's the sort of situation where people go 'he's on the AS spectrum so he can't do/achieve anything'.

I miss the days when children were allowed to be children, where they didn't have to have sexuality shoved in their face from the moment they were born.

I miss when little girls didn't wear shades of candy pink from head to toe.