technology related sensory memories from my childhood
sliding the metal cover on floppy disks
the slight resistance of inserting cassette and video tapes
ripping off the strips of holed paper off of dot matrix printer paper
rolling the wheel on a disposable camera to take another photo
The heaviness and rubber texture of the roller ball in a computer mouse, and the little ring of lint
Unkinking the curly cord of a telephone while you talked
The -peww sound and slowly fading image of a crt monitor turning off, and then running your finger through the static on the dusty glass
The crunch of opening or closing a plastic Disney vhs cover
The sound effects in kidpix
Extending and collapsing metal antennas and using them as magic wands
…God, it is so weird these things aren’t around any more. Cause it’s true, the sensations are so distinct. It’s bizarre to think about missing these tiny relics.
okay but what about
pushing and pulling on the pins to lock the car door
sticking a pencil in a cassette to go back to a certain song
touching a freshly burnt CD that was still warm
prying out the mini booklet with song lyrics of your favorite CD
the faint clicks of buttons on a cassette/CD player that actually popped up if you pressed another one
holding negatives of photos against the light to see which ones you are looking at
And my personal favorite: malleable erasers.
The plastic and ink and paper smell of new cassette inserts.
The click and give when you pressed play on the cassette player.
The satisfying click-whirr of a rotary phone dial sliding back.
Blowing on a video game cartridge and hearing the whistle of air over plastic and metal.
The tap and rat-tat-tat of a typewriter key.
The annoying, indescribable sound of AOL using the modem to connect to the internet… Which lasted between 30 seconds and 10 minutes depending on how far away you lived from the nearest telephone poles.
2007-2014: I know I should, but the likelihood of losing it isn’t that great, so I’m not too worried about it…
2007+: omfg save EVERYTHING! YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN THE FIC OR THE USER OR THE ENTIRE GODDAMN WEBSITE WILL VANISH AND YOU LOSE YOUR FAVORITE FIC F O R E V E R!!!
it was a fucking house phone that i was so stoked to have because it was mine that i kept in my own room and i cannot believe technology has progressed at the speed of FUCKING light to the point where this is a hilarious artifact to have had in like 6th grade and now theres kindergarteners with iphones
How did you know if you dialed the right number
each button made a different tone so the numbers you dialed a lot became a subconscious melody in your head and if you hit the wrong button by accident it would sound like a wrong note in a song you know by heart
i can’t beleive that is a legitimate question in my lifetime
Other acceptable answer: the wrong person answers on the other end.
