Nostalgia

“We used to have a life –  chatting face-to-face, watching expressions before responding and displaying etiquette in easy, understandable ways,” Uncle Arthur is going nostalgic again.

“I’m younger than you are,  Arthur,” interjected  Aunt Esther, “ and I remember the sounds when  you disconnected the  phone in anger or disgust and even the wooden pen you  used as a dialler.”

“Is this a birthday party or a mourning party for days gone by?” their granddaughter Eileen is losing patience.

“Wait till the cake arrives, and you will  have something to post on your social media handles, other than eating it, of course.”

The red velvet cake was shaped like an old telephone with a dialler.

“Well, I’ll have a smartphone cake for my birthday,” said Eileen with a sneer.


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27 thoughts on “Nostalgia

  1. Aww. I recall that one of my old friends did have the old rotary phone. I still kind of miss the fun we used to have with number wheel. The true joy was the wheel rotating and stopping with click. 😄

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  2. Granted every generation speaks of the change from the past to the present, but we surely are one (generation) to see such fundamental changes in the world and life… (maybe the Guttenberg printing generation could lay claim to the honors… or, the ‘Look! This bone is a weapon* generation’.

    *borrowed the visual from the opening scenes of the Kubrick movie ‘2001’.

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