Sunday, 11 August 2013

The Green Thing

Checking out at the supermarket, the young cashier suggested to the much
older woman, that she should bring her own grocery bags because plastic bags
weren't good for the environment.

The woman apologised and explained, "We didn't have this 'green thing' back
in my earlier days."

The young cashier responded, "That's our problem today - your generation did
not care enough to save our environment for future generations."

She was right -- our generation didn't have the 'green thing' in its day.

Back then, we returned milk bottles, lemonade bottles and beer bottles to
the shop. The shop sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilised
and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really
were recycled.

But we didn't have the "green thing" back in our day.

Grocery shops bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, that we re- used for
numerous things, most memorable besides household bags for rubbish, was the
use of brown paper bags as book covers for our schoolbooks. This was to
ensure that public property (the books provided for our use by the school),
was not defaced by our scribblings. Then we were able to personalise our
books on the brown paper bags.

But too bad we didn't do the "green thing" back then.

We walked up stairs, because we didn't have a lift in every supermarket,
shop and office building. We walked to the local shop and didn't climb into
a 300 horsepower machine every time we had to go half a mile.

But she was right. We didn't have the "green thing" in our day.

Back then, we washed the baby's Terry Towel nappies because we didn't have
the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy- gobbling
machine burning up 3 kilowatts - wind and solar power really did dry our
clothes back in our early days. Kids had hand-me-down clothes from their
brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.

But that young lady is right; we didn't have the "green thing" back in our day.

Back then, we had one radio or TV in the house - not a TV in every room and
the TV had a small screen the size of a big handkerchief (remember them?),
not a screen the size of Scotland In the kitchen. We blended and stirred by
hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When
we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old
newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then,
we didn't fire up an engine and burn petrol just to cut the lawn. We pushed
the mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need
to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.

But she's right; we didn't have the "green thing" back then.

We drank from a tap or fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup
or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing
pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades
in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.

But we didn't have the "green thing" back then.

Back then, people took the bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked
instead of turning their Mums into a 24-hour taxi service in the family's
£50,000 'People Carrier' which cost the same as a whole house did before the
"green thing." We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of
sockets to power a dozen appliances and we didn't need a computerised gadget
to receive a signal beamed from satellites
23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest Pub!

But isn't it sad that the current generation laments how wasteful we old
folks were just because we didn't have the "green thing" back then?

Please forward this on to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in
conservation from a smartarse young person...

We don't like being old in the first place, so it doesn't take much to piss
us off...especially from a tattooed, multiple pierced smartarse who can't
work out the change without the cash register telling them how much it is!

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