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Young people have no idea …

What a calling card represents....

My first credit card that I got in college was an AT&T Universal Mastercard. The "Universal" part meant that it was both a credit card and a calling card.
I still have it, going on 30 years later, and use it as my primary card. I sometimes wonder if the calling card is still an option in any way, shape or form, or if it's been phased out.
 
Even before the days of Atex (LINE FULL!!!) told you whether your headline fit, there was no greater joy than counting the spaces in your perfect headline, knowing it was just a little long, and having a compassionate composing room person cut the words apart and squeeze them together close enough to make the headline fit.
 
Always meant to drive to that house and slip a $20 in the mailbox. I didn't head that way too often, so it never happened.
Never too late for that, ya know.

If the same homeowners are there, stop by and tell them your story.
 
You had to pay by the incoming call on your cellphone. Once someone called me and it was the wrong number and everyone laughed, like, "That just cost you a buck!"

Summer of 98, the ex and I had just gotten married and made our first important grown up purchase - a cell phone. We are driving through Indiana on our way to another wedding when - horror of horrors - the phone rings? We stare at each other for a few seconds, knowing that any kind of lengthy conversation would feel like getting an extra water bill to a pair of flat-broke newlyweds. Finally I pick up and it is a wrong number.

It sounds dumb as heck now, but if you were around 25 years ago you know that feeling.
 
Getting into a car with a key. And it being a different key from the one that started your car.

I had to think about this one the one day because I needed my wife to get my car towed. She grabbed the spare key. She got in it just fine and I made the comment "oh my FOB battery still works." Then I remembered my automatic door doesn't work.
 
Nobody would shoot you for that back then, though.* That's why today is the problem.[/QUOTEy

Circa 1987, twin babies in the back, 1985 Chevy Celebrity wagon...kids crying as we took a late night ride from Wilmington, DE to Holden Beach, NC. I-95 not finished, I remember 301 rural as the only route. Late night, somewhere in NC... kids screaming needed a bottle or something, we backed into a driveway. Couldn't even see a home, but damn if truck didn't come down that drive and we were questioned what we were doing there. It wasn't scary then, but it would be today.
 
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