As someone who came of age in the decade, I have plenty of firsthand experience in many things ’90s. For one thing, if you sought stress relief through pictures of cute kittens or babies, you couldn’t just hop on “the ‘gram” to get your fix. You had to, like, find a real life cat with some kittens, or call someone you knew with a cute baby, because seeing them in person was your ONLY option.
Now, though, you can see kittens whenever and wherever you want! IT’S CRAZY.
No text messaging also made rapid-fire text flirting and witty banter difficult. If you wanted to send a coy note to someone you had a crush on, you couldn’t just whip out your phone and send a text. You had to write it on a piece of paper, then covertly stick the paper in their locker and run away as fast as possible.
This is something I have mixed feelings about, because, on the one hand, if texting had been a thing back then, I feel that my flirty text messaging game would have been on point. Yeah, I would’ve killed it. But I also wouldn’t have my current collection of old letters, and there’s something charming about personal notes that you can physically hold in your hand.
What are some other things that were tougher in the ’90s? Well…stalking your ex was a lot harder than it is now, although it was still completely doable, HAHA! Yeah, my friends and I know this for a fact. In one incident, I spent 20 minutes hiding behind some crooked palm trees at the pool (long story).
Let’s just say that there were more hoops to jump through, whereas nowadays all you gotta do is press a few buttons to bring up Twitter, Facebook or Instagram.
Kids today! You don’t even know what we had to go through… 🙂
Also, if you wanted to know something — like a factoid about Mars, or how to do some task in regular life, like how to make a kick-@ss egg sandwich, how to cut a watermelon, or how to write a proper thank you note to someone who gifted you a glass fruit bowl — you couldn’t just type on your phone to get the answer. You had to go to this placed called “a library,” or go to your friend’s house to look it up in their encyclopedias (which were always at least two years out of date), or you had to actually call someone on the phone. Like, you had to take your finger, and use it to push mechanical buttons on the phone! Siri wasn’t around.
Oh, and speaking of phones! — you couldn’t just, like, call somebody while you were walking to microbiology class at 10:15 a.m. on a Tuesday. You had to wait for the bus (because Uber didn’t exist), take the bus home, then wait for your stupid-@ss roommate to get off the freakin’ phone so that you could make your call from the shared phone in the kitchen.
They were rough times, my friend. Rough times. 🙂
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,