So my friends in the ward and I have what we call "dinner group" in which we get together M-Th and take turns preparing a meal. It's fun because it gives us an opportunity to become close friends and have a type of "family" that we spend time with each evening.
Tonight we were discussing He-Man as we ate. I thought that everyone had seen the He-Man cartoons when they were little, but as the conversation continued I started to notice key phrases in the stories being told such as: "My older brother and sister used to play He-Man" and "My brother had the action figures" and "I remember how my brother/sister had a He-Man lunch box", etc. So I finally spoke up and asked, "Has anyone here actually watched the cartoon before?" Two other people raised their hands. I was stunned. Here I was surrounded by my peers who claimed to be He-Man fans and hardly any of them had actually seen the cartoon.
I turned to the girl sitting next to me, "When were you born?" I asked.
"1989" was the shocking reply.
I was seven when she was born.
I am old.
However, the one good thing that comes of all of this is the ability to intimidate others with the added wisdom and experience I have gained from waking up at 6:00am every Saturday morning as a child to watch such quality educational programs as He-Man.
3 comments:
That's hilarious! I remember watching He-man and She-ra. I don't remember them very well, but I remember being excited for them to come on. I even remember when She-ra got her own show. -- We must be old!
You're right! You are old!!! Oh... and He-Man was quality entertainment. In fact I pattern my physique after those action figures, if you hadn't noticed. :)
-Jim Oman
You know what, that is sad. On two accounts.
First of all: that 198-niners make you feel old, when OBVIOUSLY they're the ones out of place, walking around so ridiculously young-like.
Second of all: The youth of today/tomorrow may never know the luxury of quality Saturday morning cartoons. A moment of silence, if you please.
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