My wife’s car doesn’t have a remote. We have to unlock it by sticking the actual metal key in and turning.
This is because we bought it used, and the bastard car dealer asshole didn’t bother to mention that he only had one key, without a remote, until after we’d signed the papers and turned over the check. Dickface. I’m still pissed about that. It also slipped his mind that there were no floor mats.
I found some cheap mats online, but replacing the remote is, like, several hundred dollars, and without a working remote to copy, it’s a huge deal to figure out the signal and whatnot. Apparently.
When was the last time you had to pull a knob out on your dash so that your car would start cold? I was driving an RX-7 as recently as 10 years ago that had one of those.
And, to go way back, I just barely remember what a “skate key” was for.
My wife went downtown last week to stand in line to buy a mother-lode of tickets for the Montreal Jazzfest. The web site was chaotic and she saved over $5 a ticket by buying in person. So yes we stand in line for tickets.
We just discovered that it costs $60 for a book of 100 cheques. After this, I will avoid using cheques and make sure I have enough cash to pay the people who don’t take CCs (my doctor, whom I have to pay for blood tests, my chiropracter whose secretary still uses a typewriter, the guy who trims my toenails, and our gardener/snow remover).
I’ve had a part-time retail job for the last four years. In that time, I’ve seen traveller’s checks come through four times. Three of those times they turned out to be fake.
For us it has swung back from the electronic transmission which we had in the past to having to take the paper from the doctor to the pharmacy. Apparently there are new laws in place here that cause it to be easier for the doctor and or pharmacy for you to take the actual paper, especially if the medication is for pain.
I fax reports at work all the time, either through the computer or the copier which has a fax function.
My car has a cassette tape player/radio combo. I still carry a few tapes to play but mostly I use an adapter to listen to podcasts and mp3s. From my Zune.
No fancy remote either, just a metal key to open the door locks.
OK, it hasn’t completely gone away, but computers are a helluva lot more stable than they used to be.
I had one at work the other day (and a couple more times since - I think I have a fault somewhere), and it surprised me. I hadn’t seen one of those in ages.
Going back a few years (win 9x days), BSODs were, if not a daily, then a weekly occurrence. Nowadays, getting blue screened means something has gone badly wrong - 15 years ago, it was just a thing that computers did.
This other one may be just me, but shopping. As an actual event, I mean. I remember as a kid being dragged into town with my mother every couple of weeks or so to go shopping. These trips would take up most of a morning, in and out of all kinds of shops. It was a fairly major thing.
These days, if I ever need to go shopping, I’m in and out in 15-20 minutes, tops. Grab the one or two things I need, get out again. Pretty much everything I buy now is done online - even the grocery shopping.
On a related note, anyone remember catalogue shopping (eg Littlewoods in the UK)? And their ‘please allow 28 days for delivery’? That used to be a thing that people just accepted. Now if I order something, it’d better be here within a week at the most, or I’ll be complaining.
(on a related note to that, how many guys here had their first sexy times with the lingerie section of mum’s catalogue? :o )
Anybody used a cassette tape recently? Didn’t think so. My son found my old Walkman a few months back, and I couldn’t even show him how it used to work, because there wasn’t a single cassette in the house!
Does anyone still use phone booths? I keep seeing vandalized ones with the phone itself missing–I even painted a picture of one and called it “They Don’t Need You Anymore.”
Stopping by your friend’s house to see if they were home. I mean, even as an adult.
When I was a kid, my mom’s friends would sometimes just stop by and knock to say hi or chit chat a while or drop something off or whatever. Now you would just text.
Even better - prepaid phone cards. And the special 10-digit prefix to get a low rate! I couldn’t live without either of those in high school, 20 years ago.
