Old School and Proud Of It

When someone says you are “old school” it’s there way of telling you that you are old fashioned and maybe disconnected from the way things are today.  However the accepted definition of “old school” is anything that is from an earlier era and looked upon with high regard or respect.  In that case I am “old school” and proud of it.

I don’t walk around saying how much better things were 20, 30 or 50 years ago for the simple reason that I know during that time period there were those saying how things were better 20, 30 or 50 years before that.  In other words I believe every generation uses the “good old days” just like years from now today’s millennials will talk about how things were better back in 2015.  Whether they are or not will be left up to time.

However, what we can all likely agree on is that life was simpler a few decades back before the computerized world took over our lives.  We went into the bank to cash our paycheck and if it was a Friday expected there would be a line and didn’t seem to mind waiting 15 minutes. 

Now you rarely go into a bank and if you do and see more than one person in line you look at your watch and wonder if it will take more than a minute.  If we were driving and had to make a phone call we searched for a pay phone, pulled off the road and made the call.  Now we can’t even wait a few seconds to pull off the road and often break the law by talking while we are driving (admit you do it). 

Remember when there was one or maybe two movies playing in the theater and you often had to wait weeks for something new to come out.  Now there’s eight movies playing at the same time and we complain there is nothing to choose from.

Same for TV. I grew up with seven channels to pick from (2, 4, 5, 7, 9, 11, and 13) and today there are 400 and often we fly through them in search for something to watch.  My favorite default channels are ESPN and The Food Network.

Football was played in the fall, basketball in the winter and baseball in the spring.  Now parents are brain-washed to believe that there 10 year old has to pick one sport and play it 52 weeks a year in order to get a college scholarship and chance at a pro career.  Good luck with that.

There certainly are a lot of things about the times we live in that are simply wonderful but feel free to call me “old school” any time you want.