What it is like to shop in 1980s

Oh wow, smoking in the mall. :lol:

I'm glad that I wasn't student at UAB in 1980's - quarter system (fall quarter, winter quarter, spring quarter), smoking in the class, limited options for food places, no computer, no WiFi, eyesore painting colors, ugly gray/brown carpet, high crime due to crack epidemic, fire alarm were common, community bathroom/public shower. :ugh:

I hated people smoking in restaurants , I am glad that is not allowed anymore. I did see a taxi driver smoking his cab last week and I feel that should not be allowed . People will be smelling like smoke using that cab.
 
I was just really young in the 80's, dreaming I couldn't wait to grow up! :P I started hitting the malls in the 90's, but by then, some of the nostalgia associated with the 80s was changing fast! Even things now are changing from the last decade, it never ends.
 
Yeah , I bet Superman is bummed out about there being no payphones.
It wasn't so much the phone as the booth. :lol:

As a teen who had to walk most places, phone booths came in handy if I got caught in a rain shower or needed to get out of the cold wind.

Before making a call we always checked the phone coin return holder for change. :giggle:
 
Oh wow, smoking in the mall. :lol:

I'm glad that I wasn't student at UAB in 1980's - quarter system (fall quarter, winter quarter, spring quarter), smoking in the class, limited options for food places, no computer, no WiFi, eyesore painting colors, ugly gray/brown carpet, high crime due to crack epidemic, fire alarm were common, community bathroom/public shower. :ugh:
:lol: You are so spoiled! :lol:

I managed to get a BS in political science without WiFi or computer, and I don't even remember the color of the classroom walls or carpet.

I never lived in a dorm but I did live in a military barracks, and we did NOT have private bathrooms. The common bathroom/showers were down the hall. We also had one TV lounge per floor (no cable). We had to keep our rooms clean because they were inspected. No visitors allowed in the rooms (except for other residents) and no alcohol allowed. Not a lot of food selection at the chow hall, and meal times were strictly enforced.

I don't recall smoking being allowed in classrooms but it was allowed outdoors and in lounges.

Somehow, I survived. :laugh2:
 
:lol: You are so spoiled! :lol:

I managed to get a BS in political science without WiFi or computer, and I don't even remember the color of the classroom walls or carpet.

I never lived in a dorm but I did live in a military barracks, and we did NOT have private bathrooms. The common bathroom/showers were down the hall. We also had one TV lounge per floor (no cable). We had to keep our rooms clean because they were inspected. No visitors allowed in the rooms (except for other residents) and no alcohol allowed. Not a lot of food selection at the chow hall, and meal times were strictly enforced.

I don't recall smoking being allowed in classrooms but it was allowed outdoors and in lounges.

Somehow, I survived. :laugh2:
It is a way different world now isn't it? If I were to talk to one of my apprentices like I was talked to, whoa, it would be my end in the work force. I got turned in a few years ago because, this was the apprentice' words, "He made me think that he thought I was a wimp".
I had not said or done anything to cause that. I did get called in but fortunately I was believed and did not have to take special education classes or receive a reprimand. I really did think he was a wimp but did not admit to it under questioning. He did teach me something though and that is that things are a little bit different.
 
It is a way different world now isn't it? If I were to talk to one of my apprentices like I was talked to, whoa, it would be my end in the work force. I got turned in a few years ago because, this was the apprentice' words, "He made me think that he thought I was a wimp".
I had not said or done anything to cause that. I did get called in but fortunately I was believed and did not have to take special education classes or receive a reprimand. I really did think he was a wimp but did not admit to it under questioning. He did teach me something though and that is that things are a little bit different.
Yes, very different.

I've never been an apprentice but I've talked with people who have been. Apprenticeship used to be similar to how military boot camp used to be. You had to start at the very bottom and earn your way up. There were no short cuts. And yes, it sometimes included what we would now call physical or emotional abuse.
 
It wasn't so much the phone as the booth. :lol:

As a teen who had to walk most places, phone booths came in handy if I got caught in a rain shower or needed to get out of the cold wind.

Before making a call we always checked the phone coin return holder for change. :giggle:

I forgot to type booth , but I knew people would know what I meant. I know homeless men would do that in Boston , they would go around checking to see if there was any coins in the return holder..
 
:lol: You are so spoiled! :lol:

I managed to get a BS in political science without WiFi or computer, and I don't even remember the color of the classroom walls or carpet.

I never lived in a dorm but I did live in a military barracks, and we did NOT have private bathrooms. The common bathroom/showers were down the hall. We also had one TV lounge per floor (no cable). We had to keep our rooms clean because they were inspected. No visitors allowed in the rooms (except for other residents) and no alcohol allowed. Not a lot of food selection at the chow hall, and meal times were strictly enforced.

I don't recall smoking being allowed in classrooms but it was allowed outdoors and in lounges.

Somehow, I survived. :laugh2:

young asshols got it tooo easy now...


id's must say this one, young thugs,(16-19 years old little shits, no, big shits even some 12 yos are alsmot adult sized...THEY should be included too) never go on bail, never go back home, get sent off to the army for 3 years for a good shape up and be sent to iraq for qualification for homage...
 
It wasn't so much the phone as the booth. :lol:

As a teen who had to walk most places, phone booths came in handy if I got caught in a rain shower or needed to get out of the cold wind.

Before making a call we always checked the phone coin return holder for change. :giggle:

My hearing friend taught me how to make the public phones ring. I forget how now but it was something like dialing a certain number, listen for the right tone, hang up fast. Then the phone would ring. My friend and I would walk away and watch people look puzzled and try to answer it. We got a kick out of that. That method also worked for home phones as I tried it at home as well.
 
I found a VHS VCR atop the trash outside my building, remote taped to the top, free to a good home!

It works, which has made my box of videotapes very happy!
 
My hearing friend taught me how to make the public phones ring. I forget how now but it was something like dialing a certain number, listen for the right tone, hang up fast. Then the phone would ring. My friend and I would walk away and watch people look puzzled and try to answer it. We got a kick out of that. That method also worked for home phones as I tried it at home as well.

Yeah I uses to do that with my home phone , I would dial our # and made the phone ring.
 
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