Oh, my, Mental Floss has a list of eleven modern antiques, and I know every one. Good for a blog post. Go there first, they have pictures.
Back? Great. Here we go.
Record adapters, my parents and brothers had records, and I was allowed to play them sometimes. The 45's needed the little inserts, which were toys in themselves, for tracing around with pencil and paper.
Skate key, and those awful metal, adjustable skates. They never really worked, a bumpy rough unpleasant ride on sidewalks or any other surface. I used those handed down skates, but it was never as much fun as I hoped.
Church key. Handy little device, and I have an old one. I have opened cans with it, at risk of lacerations, but it's not a good idea.
Self service tube tester. I had completely forgotten this one, but once I saw it, I remembered the old Muntz TV, and my parents replacing the tubes to keep it going long past reason. It still sort of worked until I was maybe in high school.
Pull tabs. I remember being up at Sleeping Bear Dunes, and the huge pile of these nasty things, first dropped by neglectful tourists, then gathered up by conscientious visitors. I don't think I ever littered in my life, and this just astonished me. Glad they got rid of that system.
Fotomat booths. Yup. Not much to say there. There they were, now I have digital, couldn't care less.
Wall mounted bottle opener. Got one of those. I remember them from motels and getting cola on vacation.
Milk chute. My Aunt Alma had one of those, on a modern house, and she had milk delivery. So posh.
Vent window. I wonder how that affected fuel efficiency? Would still be nice sometimes, although they tended to leak in the rain.
Green Stamps. That's how I got my first tennis racket, played with friends in high school. I was terrible and it was a very cheap racket, and that was about the end of green stamps.
Typewriter eraser. Always a few of these around in libraries that have not been renovated. I used one when I had a typewriter, but I never remember it working very well, just ripped the paper. But then, I was a terrible typist.
Call it a meme. Anything you'd like to add?
6 comments:
So I was on the wrong blog? I don't know how people handle more than one. I have a hard enough time keeping up with just one. It's really your fault I landed on your other one: I mean, who could resist a blog titled, Moose Snot." The next time you visit Chubby Chatterbox press the join button and I'll return the compliment. Have a great day.
Chubby Chatterbox
Indeed, completely my fault. The other one started as a private blog, but when no one really went there, due to my diligent care and pruning, I let it be available to the determined. Thankfully, most people are able to resist the urge to overcome my dissuasion.
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i recognize all those things except the tube tester. i still have a churchkey and a record adapter.
I'll go have a root in the attic...
I don't remember the singles plastic filler...surely we must have had juke boxes too!
I had totally forgotten about those inserts for the 45s.
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