When I saw this little piece of news, I remembered how my elder sister (also a Child of the Eighties) had wanted a Walkman for some occasion and how it was such a Big Deal when my grandmother got her one. And then of course how I got to use it a couple years after that. (Yay for second hand stuff!)
I bet if I actually cared to think about it, I could come up with a dozen such things that indicate I can no longer call myself a "youngster". Just yesterday I had a friend tell me how his body doesn't process alcohol the way it used to. Sad stuff indeed.
The silver lining, if you wish, is that at least Microsoft Word still recognizes "Walkman" as a valid word. :)
Now off to work for me, I wish I still had a Walkman though. Especially since I forgot my iPod at home today.
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