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I had a horrible experience today.

16 year old cricket teammate is being scolded by his mother over not doing his schoolwork acceptably.

I glance over, as I always enjoy people who aren't me getting told off, and the lad is giving his mother the bird!

Not just a sly quick one, he's made sure she's looking, and given her a good, long, rude finger.

The horrible part is that I am young, but these words fell out of my mouth:

"BACK IN MY DAY you would have been knocked on your arse for that."

Got me thinking. Different posters, different age groups, upbringings, ethnic or religious quirks... What happens in the 2010's that would have been treated very differently "back in your day..."

Fire away!

Geeze back in my day if I got in trouble at school I never wanted it getting home. I dunno what was worse explaining a detention or the hiding I got from the old man.

Being realistic about it I don't think that much is very different.

There were certainly kids who behaved like that when I was a kid back in the 1960's although maybe not as many as you see today. We also had kids hanging about in gangs in towns and cities but I'd say the underage drinking is probably worse. I do think there is a lack of discipline...we didn't so much 'respect' our elders as feared the pain they were allowed to inflict. I'm not talking about getting beaten to within an inch etc but teachers, the local copper and pretty much anyone could give a kid a clip round the ear for bad behaviour and if you went home crying about it to your parents they'd probably give you another for good measure.

I suppose another thing would be buying stuff on credit. In our house it was seen as the last resort of very poor people something to be ashamed of back then...you saved up for what you wanted and you paid in full.

My current little gripe that sets me in grumpy old woman mode is the way people waste so much food. Learn to love your freezer and learn how to use leftovers...one of the greatest comfort foods ever is a shepherd's pie made properly with minced leftover roast lamb.

Regards
JAS

We never respected our elders so I dunno where this "back in my day" thing came from. Little shits have always been little shits.

JAS wrote:There were certainly kids who behaved like that when I was a kid back in the 1960's although maybe not as many as you see today.

I think this sums it up. Kids aren't necessarily more rude, there's just more kids and it's more noticeable, more bad kids means easily influenced kids are going to feed off each other.

There's still decent, polite kids around.

Here's something I don't think would be allowed nowadays. When I was eight, I went along with Dad to work a few times after the footy on a Saturday evening. Being an electrican, this meant that it would be a Coles supermarket for example. I used to wander around the store looking at products, see the floor getting cut up with a diamond cutter, watch him work, or even help out a little. I also remember playing the pinball machine in the staff room upstairs!

Barto wrote:We never respected our elders so I dunno where this "back in my day" thing came from. Little shits have always been little shits.

If I gave my Mum 'the bird' my old man would have knocked me on my arse and quite rightly so as well.

regards,

REB

Media Park wrote:"BACK IN MY DAY you would have been knocked on your arse for that."

You old bastard. Should I pass you your slippers and newspaper ha ha.

regards,

REB

I once swore a word in my youth.

My old man stuck a cake of soap in my mouth.

I will Wash your mouth out with soap



Never swore again.

Back in my Day. The good old days.

Bring em back.

My kids were brought up as I.

They are great adults now.

My daughter used to come home from school and say. "You are not allowed to smack me"

Guess what, Smack Smack.

Send me to jail.

As a kid, if I swore Dad would whack me one. (It was a bit unfair though because I learnt all my swear words from him. Then came the day when in school I drew a picture of him with The Eyebrows (a 'V' shape), accompanied by a speech bubble and the words 'you bloody little arsehole'. He made a real effort to tone his language down after that.)

The exception was at the footy - when Dad and I went to see the Eagles play I'd swear at the umpires and Dad would say 'Keep it down!' in a shocked voice but ten minutes later he'd be going off his trolley as well. Afterwards he'd look a bit sheepish and ask me not to tell Mum.

As for giving either of my parents the bird - I admit I did do it on a few occasions as a teenager, but always after I got knocked on my arse, not before, so as far as I'm concerned it was fair enough.

But THIS is what really gives me the pip - Back in MY day, KIDS DIDN'T HAVE MOBILE PHONES. I didn't get my phone until I was fifteen - I bought it myself with money I'd saved up, but my parents were still furious. Even fifteen was pretty young, I was the only kid in my class with a phone except for the girl whose parents always bought her whatever she wanted. Now Angus is asking for one. (He's not getting one.)

That's what I intended Fisho- other people's BACK IN MY DAY gripes.

My mum used to say 'Back in my day I had to ride a bike 3 miles in the sand to catch the bus to school. Get off your ar5e and get outside'

my response was 'yeah yeah whatever.....'

Bread was delivered by horse and cart.

Oldfield Bakeries from memory.

"The Baker" as we called him, would whistle and the horse would pull up to a stop.

Fantastic memories.

"Back in my Day"

A fellow would ride a bike with a gigantic basket on it.

Fresh Fish for sale, Never a bad fish in them days.

When it was hot, Cokes' would leave a couple of free bottles on the front door step.

C'mon any old memories out there....?

Back in my Day.... Memories....

ApacheBulldog, tell us about your Kite Flyingdays of old.....

My friend, you could add to this many times....

My mum says "a few backhanders never hurt you did they love."
No Sargeant Major... I mean Mum....
Ah the joys of growing up in the sixties and how "I'll tell your mum on you" really meant having the suitcase smacked out of you.
You certainly learned who was the boss back then.

Back in my day Centrals were shit.

regards,

REB

Walking 5 kms to and from school in rain, hail or shine.

Playing outside day or night without fear of being abducted.

No mobiles or internet.

Not swearing, or else copping the old GM on the arse (ahem...bottom).

Respecting the police!

Back in my day...

...there was no internet so we'd be having this discussion by telex, fax, phone or <dread> in person!

fish wrote:Back in my day...

...there was no internet so we'd be having this discussion by telex, fax, phone or <dread> in person!

That's a good one Fish.

When I was growing up, dad always said, "why are you always on the phone, why don't you go see them in person?"

Now if I text him, he thinks I should call him, and when I facebook message my stepmum, he says I should text!

Times have changed...

From what elderly shooters have told me over the years...back in their day (when they were my age), you or someone else, could walk down the street or catch public transport carrying a gun (presumably in a gun bag but they didn't mention that) and nobody back then would bat an eyelid...

I would have got the strap!

great topic media park!