Are you OLD.

I am so old that the expiration date is in my rearview mirror. I recognize everything and still have some. That looks like my kitchen floor.
 
How old am I.... Well I was at the game the Cleveland Browns won the world championship.......I was 10 years old in 1964....by the way they beat Baltimore...Colts that is.....That will probably be the last time I see the Browns as champions of the NFL......
 
How old am I.... Well I was at the game the Cleveland Browns won the world championship.......I was 10 years old in 1964....by the way they beat Baltimore...Colts that is.....That will probably be the last time I see the Browns as champions of the NFL......
Let's hope we are still around when the Browns do it again. I am not holding my breath.:rolleyes:
 
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Old enough to remember when a pack of Old Gold's and a gal of "regular" was 16 cents. My 38 Ford coupe, once owned by moonshine runner, used so much oil I'd used old oil that I drained out of customers new cars. Back then (late 40's) they often changed every 1000 miles and I worked at local groc/svc store during high school. LOL
 
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I remember prices on products were done with little labels from price guns. Cash registers were manual and the cashier had to count the change back properly. The register didn’t tell the cashier how much change to give back either.

Some discount food store required shoppers to pick up a grease pencil to write the prices on things. A youngster today will have no idea what a grease pencil is.
 
I remember prices on products were done with little labels from price guns. Cash registers were manual and the cashier had to count the change back properly. The register didn’t tell the cashier how much change to give back either.

Some discount food store required shoppers to pick up a grease pencil to write the prices on things. A youngster today will have no idea what a grease pencil is.
The grocery store I worked at had these.

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100% even had American Chop Suey at school lunch pictured. My mum had an unfortunate phase with those wine coolers (finished a 4 pack a night for bit).
 
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I remember seeing people with white t-shirts and a pack of cigarettes rolled up on the short sleeves. People would also take their lit cigarette and put the ashes in the bottom pant leg where the cuffs were. My grandpa would have a coffee can to spit his snoose or chew into. People were really kind of gross with cigarettes and chew in those days. It was common to see people with cigar burns on their clothing too. Yuck.
 
When I was a kid (under 12yo) mom smoked and bought cartons of cigs for about 25¢ a pack.

I recall paying about $.34 / pack about 1969, in a higher tax state. $.25/pack in the South. In the Navy, outside the US, a carton was $1.50.
The legal purchase age in my home state was 16 until sometime in the 80's. It was hardly enforced.
 
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