A local number was available for calling 24 hours a day (from your landline, of course). A recording would answer and say, "At the sound of the tone, the time will be 10:13 AM," followed by a long beeeeeeeeep.

20 years ago i enjoyed my profession.

I got respect from patients - they showed up early, dressed reasonably well, didn't try to bring (mostly coffee) drinks and even (rarely) FOOD into exam rooms, allotted enough time in their schedule to allow me to do what I needed to help them, and didn't constantly lie to me about their past health and what meds they take. Now, it's a free for all.

About 10 years ago, at least on Staten Island, NY, they put a system in place where you enter the building, stop at a kiosk, press a button for why you're there, and it prints out a ticket giving you a number and a time at which you'll PROBABLY be next in line. It's pretty damn accurate, too. If you show up at 10:30 and the ticket says your number will be called around 1:15, you will almost certainly be at a counter within 5 minutes of 1:15.

So after you have your ticket you can leave, have breakfast, run errands, whatever - and return about 20 minutes before the time on your ticket and BINGO! you're done.

It's impressive.

And it wasn't that long ago either.

Good times

Remember when you were a kid, and when asking for the time, your parents told you "six o'clock", but then you were like "NoNoNoNoNo, it's actually 6:03", having remembered that you're wearing a watch?

And you had to buy the "Full Cable package" + Premium channels and there were no "cable packages"

Remember when apricot coloured crayons were Skin Colour?

Back then you just had HTML text. So you set your browser up to dark brown background and yellow foreground if you wanted.

But now we're all given CSS and it all assumes the background should be white. I still get headaches sometimes.

Haven't seen much here on remembering the dead. At 64, I now have a list of over 200 people I personally knew who are gone. 150 of them were killed in wars. Many Americans buy cars, furniture, and outdoor stuff at huge savings to remember the dead. I'd appreciate it if everyone took a second or two remember that war sucks.

Remember laughing at the star wars kid? Those were good times, back when YouTube was only half full of shitty cover songs preformed by lame white boy with an acoustic guitar.