Inspired by this quote from an old Bloom County episode, at work we’re compiling a list of phrases kids these days won’t understand or whose original meaning is lost - phrases describing some action or process obsoleted by newer technology
I say this for pushing buttons on the touch-tone phone. Doesn’t everyone?
I’ll add some more:
the Johnny Carson show
Soviet Union(I teach; many students haven’t heard of this)
West and East Germany(same as above)
Actually…
I do have to wind my watches. I keep four on the winder, so those are okay. But if I go about a day and a half without wearing the one that’s not on the winder I have to wind it with the stem.
And yes, I do fill my pen from an ink bottle.
True, which is why the “quotes” - and the "or whose original meaning is lost " in the OP. It’s admittedly not the best example, though. But kids & I were window shopping in an antique store and saw an rotary phone. My 12 year old was amazed. He never grokked why the word “dial” was used when operating a phone.
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The list is not to say the technologies are no longer existent - just the reaction of a kid’s encounter with it is, “hunh?”
Sheesh… how 'bout “What’s a preview button?” for us fogies…
Enough already. You sound like a broken record.
“Go outside and play until it’s time for dinner” (vs. Play Station, etc.)
“It’s Friday afternoon, I need to go to the bank and write a check for cash for the weekend” (vs. ATM)
“Go to the library and do some research for your term paper” (vs. online sites)
“Don’t stack too many records on the turntable at once, they’ll warp” (vs. I-Pod)
“Those TV dinners should be ready in an hour or so” (vs. microwave food)
“Son, I keep trying to talk to you but all you give me is a busy signal”
“Dad, what’s a busy signal?”
“Here’s a quarter, call someone who cares.”
“Dad, what does a quarter have to do with a telephone call?”
“Son, rewind that DVD before you return it.”
“Wow, I know that like I know my multiplication tables.”
“Dad, what’s a multiplication table?”
You know, I’d actually forgotten that one. 
Wow that brings back memories. “Don’t dance so hard! You’ll make the record skip!”
Reminds me of, “Don’t you hate when the program changes mid guitar solo?” closely followed by “Daddy, what’s an 8-track?”
It occured to me lately that calling someone and then asking where they are is no longer a hilariously stupid question.
I remember I had a procedure in high school - the minute I bought a record, I would copy it to cassette tape, play the cassette until it fell apart, then make a new one. This inevitably led to creating “Mix Tapes”.
I miss mix tapes. My friends and I would make them for each other, critique them. if I liked a girl, a good gift was alsways a mix tape. Putting together a song list burning it to CD just isn’t the same. It doesn’t require the hours of attention that you knew went into the creation of a really good mix tape. The mix tape is a dead pastime.
Formatting diskettes. They still know what diskettes are, though…
Driving a stick.
“Be kind, please rewind”
My nephews were visiting and I told them how I could make popcorn on the stove top in a pot with a little oil. They didn’t believe me since all they’ve known is microwave popcorn or the old fashioned hot-air popper. They were amazed.
Try telling kids how movies worked back in the 70s. Blockbusters remained in the theatre for almost a year. Once they were gone they were gone. If you were lucky maybe they would show them on TV a few years later. No DVDs or VHS meant no home movies period.
Yes! Or “taping songs of the radio” Or “splicing a tape”
I forgot to add “Shhhh… I’m recording!”
I’ve heard this commented on before, from the opposite angle:
When I was a lad, we had to call a building, and hope the person we wanted was inside
In the same vein, petrol-powered cars will be what steam trains are to us.
I suspect there’s plenty of kids who’ve never knowingly encountered a dial-up modem, and for whom 56k would be a strange beast.
In the museum I volunteer in, we regularly have to explain to primary-school groups how a record player functions. That they can actually see and feel the grooves which make the sound is a real novelty.
Another one which would get a ‘huh?’ from that generation would be the idea of going to a travel agent just to buy a plane ticket. I’ve only ever done this once. For 20 minutes. In 1998.
UHF/VHF
Friuts and vegetables being “out of season” and thus “unavailable”
Letters
Good customer service
Booting from a floppy.
Modem screeches ("…there was a time before broadband…")
Pressing hard when signing your MasterCharge or BankAmeriCard slip so your sig would go through the carbons. This was after they ran the little brick-thing chunka-chunka back and forth over the raised numbers to make them imprint on the form.