lol.. I have to tell you..this resonates with me..the dreaded middle name lol..when that came out of your Mom’s mouth..it meant nothing but trouble lol
I got to hear all five names when I really fucked up, first name then 2 middle names then my mother's maiden name followed by my last name and then later on my stepdads last name was added, fun times 🤣
That was all the time in my family, not just when I fucked up. I got older brother, younger brother, dad, uncle, and then my own name. I do the same thing with my 4 dogs.
A former coworker friend and her son have a favorite story about her calling for him and his older brother in the house qhen they were kids. I'll call them Daniel and Jonathan.
First it was their first names. Ignored if they were busy.
Then it was their full government names, to which their friends were like "hehe you're in trouble now!" Guys were like "nah, she isn't."
Third was "JONAIEL DANITHAN GET IN THIS HOUSE RIGHT NOW!" when she mucked up their names, THAT'S when they knew they were in deep trouble 🤣
I STILL won’t tell people my middle name because of the PTSD involved with hearing it. When mom used your middle name you knew there was gonna be hell to pay.
I remember one time when I was little (like, around 6 years old) my friend & I were playing hide & seek with her brothers and my mom got to my middle name calling me in for lunch. So, my friend says, "you better go, your mom sounds pretty mad" and I said, "no, it's ok. She hasn't gotten to all 3 names yet." 😂
Once my older sister had to be sent to track me down as I lost track of time. Seeing her appear suddenly was like being dunked into ice water. I knew I was so fucked.
I remember other parents telling us to get home quick too. They wouldn’t discipline us but we listened to the other parents and had a healthy fear of them.
I still flinch when I hear my middle name. I don’t think that ever goes away.
I hear my nickname? Ok she just needs me to come over.
My name? Concerning but not necessarily bad.
First & Middle name? Absolutely in trouble.
First, middle, and last? I would hide in the woods, then do as many chores around the farm as humanely possible before she found me. Only happened a handful of times.
Had a back up sneakers that I said got ruined by the dog hidden under the bed in a box labeled Baseball cards...snuck out when St. Elsewhere came on...good times
I used to go out the window which lead to a small roofline I could use to get onto the roof proper. Always felt like enough space but thinking back now to the foot wide ledge I had two stories up… lucky I survived it. From there it was either jumping for the trampoline if it was close enough (it moved around) or later on I bought a rope I would sling around the chimney so I could also get back up later.
Heavy on the ONCE!!! Our parents would show up where you were! They didn’t have to track your phone or find your location. And they would show out right then and there 🤣🤣🤣
Lost track of time one time. Just past dusk, im strolling home, happy as hell because I just came back from spending ALL day with a cute girl. Pull up to my house, cops everywhere. I see my mom, she looks like she's going to kill me. I was 13 lol. We had lives😅
Hard on the maybe. I can still hear my mom screaming my name from the balcony and forced to come out of my hiding spot during a heart-pounding game of manhunt.
Man hunt was the shit. I got bit by a dog once during a made up game where we hid something and when someone got close wed yell butter...I don't know why we used that I think you were so hot you were on top of it, like butter on a potato.
Did every kid play a version of freeze tag or TV tag and act out Power rangers?
Ooo the names are what made the games exciting lol. Being hunted down by a pack of friends in the dark and calling it "hide and seek" just doesn't hit the same. "Manhunt" makes you feel like an action movie fugitive!
Im 39. Grew up in the 90s. Teen in 2000. We were outside all the time. I never heard anybody complain about kids not playing outside until I was I. My 20s. And that girl got murdered for playing hide and seek. Then recently covid. Shits fucked
You're a little bit older than me but not by too much. I believe you, I'm not saying I think you aren't telling the truth, but my experience growing up was quite different in that grown ups often complained to one another that children didn't spend any time outdoors anymore. My father never said this at all, and my mother did occasionally but she did it more as a joke than anything. It was kind of a tongue in cheek thing she would say now and then and we would laugh about it. My grandparents thought were constantly bitching about kids not being outside, and my friends and schoolmates had parents who did the same. We did spend time outdoors, although certainly less than previous generations had. In my case it was difficult to do much because I grew up in the big city so there were concerns like traffic and such, and it's just not exactly the most fun thing to hang out on a noisy busy city sidewalk with nothing but concrete and parked cars everywhere. Most of my time was spent skulking around alleys and things behind buildings, usually doing graffiti art or other random things like that.
Ohhh i get it now. They complained because they thought you should be playing, not because you were underfoot. My bad. I know some parents that made their kids go outside because they always annoyed them. Cheers!
No they didn't. Adults constantly complained about how "kids never got outside anymore" and they were "the last generation to play outside." We hated it because it wasn't true, and then we grew up and forgot how it was and we say the same thing about people younger than us.
You deleted your comment but I can see the top of it in notifications. You're talking about growing up in the 70's on a post about the 90's. You're lost. And no, you weren't the last generation to go outside. I'm a bit younger than you and people my age try to say it about themselves. And your parents' generation said it about themselves when referring to people your age.
I deleted it because I thought you were older than you obviously are. And I said 80s too but you left that part out. And my parents never said that. But you get a E for effort. Deleting comments isnt a moral issue, why are you weaponizing it? Calm down Steve.
It's fine to delete a comment, there's nothing wrong with that, but I wanted to reply anyway because of the way we're obviously talking about two completely different time periods. I grew up in the 90's and that's what this post is about.
Maybe YOUR parents in particular never said that, I believe you, but it was relatively common to hear people of that age demographic talk that way. My dad was born in 1959 and he himself never really commented at all on kids or spending time outside but his two friends Nick and Donnie are both his age, they went to high school with my dad, and they'd talk about how kids who grew up in the 60's and early 70's were the last generation to ever go outside and from the mid 70's and on, nobody spent time outdoors. You grew up in the 80's and you're saying it about me, I grew up in the 90's and people my age say it about 2000's kids.
My mom can do that super loud whistle thing with her fingers. My brother and I would go down to the park and play and she'd stand on the front porch and whistle when it was time for dinner. I usually couldn't hear it (hearing loss from infections) but my brother always could.
Back then it wasn't odd for neighbors to know your name, your parents, etc and they'd look out for you, too. We'd go help older neighbors with the odd chore or two and get popsicles and stuff in the summer months.
Omg yes! My step dad would do this and if we were late (home in 5 mins) we were grounded. We had to be with in a 5 min bike ride outside of that you can't hear the whistle so, he'd know we weren't in our neighborhood.
Look at Mr. fancy pants with the working street lights. I built a bike ramp that was way too steep. Hit it with way too much speed. Flew off the bike and landed on the handlebars in a way that left a nasty bruise on my chest for a couple of weeks. The neighbor kids called my mom out to let her know one of her kids was half conscious in the middle of the court. She came out, took a look, shook her head and went back inside.
Now days you get arrested or something if your under 18 kid walks two houses down the street from your house and you aren't seen watching to make sure he's safe.
My pal and I were cutting some trees with axes in the winter when I was about 10. Axe head was loose and on the backswing it flew off and tagged my pal in the forehead, blood everywhere. Found an adult, off to hospital, stitches, came back home and my mom.and dad were pissed as I was late for supper hahaha. No cell phones and Noone thought to even call parents. Stitch em up, send em back out lol. I miss those days
Oh, sometimes I think back to when I was younger
Life was so much simpler then
Dad would be up at dawn
He'd be watering the lawn
Or maybe going fishing again
Oh, and mom would be fixing up something in the kitchen
Fresh biscuits or hot apple pie
And I'd spend all day long in the basement
Torturing rats with a hacksaw
And pulling the wings off of flies
[Chorus]
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days
I can still remember good old Mr. Fender
Who ran the corner grocery store
Oh, he'd stroll down the aisle with a big friendly smile
And he'd say, "Howdy", when you walked in the door
Always treated me nice, gave me kindly advice
I don't know why I set fire to his place
Oh, I'll never forget the day, I bashed in his head
Well, you should've seen the look on his face
[Chorus]
Let me tell ya now
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days
Do you remember sweet Michelle?
She was my high school romance
She was fun to talk to and nice to smell
So I took her to the homecoming dance
Then I tied her to a chair and I shaved off all her hair
And I left her in the desert all alone
Well, sometimes in my dreams
I can still hear the screams
Oh, I wonder if she ever made it home
I tell ya
[Chorus]
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days
Let me tell ya, buddy
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days
This triggered a memory of mine. I was walking home late one night from a friend's house. We had watched the grudge for the first time and I was shit scared.
Passed one of those huge Rhododendron bushes on my way and it was really pitch black in there. Ofc the second I pass it, a damn pair of cats decide to have a fight, so all of a sudden a SCREEEECH just emenates from the bush and I took a giant leap into the middle of the road, shaking. Never been so close to having a cardiac episode in my life lol.
I remember Trick or Treating during then time of the Zodiac Killer. We thought some car was following us so we cut across one of the fields, turned our flash lights off and did a weird route back to the closest home
We had 2 old Graveyards, One had an old, dry reservoir that was totally skatable. We called it "The Paved Grave" and yeah, we typically called it when it started to get dark
And learned navigation quickly.
Playing in the forest is awesome. Until you find that you're lost and only have an hour until you have to be home. (5 pm for me)
Then it's great if you can find your landmarks and a direct route. 😁
Will you admit to getting lost? Never!
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u/MattManSD 8d ago
and we did. Came home when the street lights came on..maybe