I remember being an *adult* and it being normal not to own, much less carry, an electronic device.
For my first date with my long-ago-ex-husband, scheduled for a Saturday night, I had to cancel last-minute. The only way I had to let him know was to call the restaurant, leave a message at the host stand, and assume he'd get it. (He didn't, as he was waiting for me outside and for some reason didn't check inside.) I felt bad, even before I knew he didn't get the message, so I also called his work number, which was the only number I had, because we'd exchanged [actual, cardstock] business cards, and left a message. He did not get that message until Monday back in the office. We rescheduled for the next weekend...but not until Tuesday, because he left me a message on my home phone Monday, and I worked late and didn't hear it until I got home late that night and so called him back the next day.
Quaint times.
Not car-related, but I still have a couple hundred cassette tapes. Which I could play on my extra (compact) stereo with dual cassette player I bought in 1995...that hasn't been hooked up in a decade.
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