“The absolute peak societal art form that is writing a physical check for a $4.50 grocery bill while a line of fifteen increasingly impatient people forms behind you.”

"And waiting until everything is totaled out and bagged up to decide it’s time to root around in your 15-gallon purse to fish out the checkbook. And then go back again and repeat, looking for your pen. And then ask the cashier for the total five times. And the store name. And the date. And then still struggling through filling out the damn thing like it’s the first time you’ve ever paid by check. Oh, AND THEN needing to log it in the check register right then and there. 🤣🤣🤣🤣

God bless them, I guess we’ll all be there one day, in some form or another."

"Most of the soldiers are gone, and soon, all of us who knew them and were raised by them will be gone, too."

"We just tore the landline out of my room a few months ago when we were redoing it. It was getting in the way of painting. Honestly, I didn't even realize it was there or what it was. I always assumed it was an abstract metal piece that didn't have a function anymore, since by the time I hit the age where I could understand what it was, I never saw it used because it was already obsolete."

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