Boomer here. Back in the day, you either walked around on your two feet or at worst, you used a cane. No fucking walkers! No fucking sit-down motorized carts for the fat fucks too lazy to lose a little weight. If you couldn't get around like normalfags, then you got someone to shop for you or you simply did everyone a favor and killed yourself.
Considering I heard guys in the army tell me they felt their anxiety rising whenever their phone battery dipped below 30%, that's what most modern people would look like if they had no phone and "lived in the moment".
Actual true story inbound >be me >17 at the time >beta loser who can't get laid for the life of him >pathological fear of girls since middle school, when some bitch mind fucked me >have a younger sister, 16 at this time >my sister is boy crazy, really wants to date someone >announces that she's "seeing someone" >father and I start discussing plans on how to shoot the bastard. >few days later, brings the dude home >tall, scrawny kid with brown hair and glasses >visibly nervous >my father and I sit down and tell him that he's "walked into the courtroom" >discuss for a few minutes >they go out >dad tells me "it isn't going to last" >sis comes home >announces it was "fun" >around a week later, my sister tells me that her bf previously dated a college girl >she's worried that he secretly wants this college girl back >about a week later, overhear a conversation between my sister and my mother >"We're not a thing anymore" >tryingtoholdbacklaughter.jpg >tell my father this >laughs uncontrollably >mfw my dad predicted exactly how his daughter's first relationship would go down