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Useless Skills From Your Boomer and Gen X Childhood That Deserve a Gold Star Anyway

Folding a map, navigating a library catalog, mastering dial-up and other life talents that time forgot


a little girl making a call on an old phone
Back when cardio meant dialing a friend with lots of 8s and 9s.
AARP (Getty Images)

Another piece of our shared past is about to ride off into the sunset: AOL announced it’s pulling the plug on its dial-up internet service for good in September. The last screechy modem handshake will soon fade into history, joining Blockbuster cards, paper maps and our metabolism in the Great Beyond.

For a generation, AOL’s dial-up was the training wheels of the internet. You knew how to dig the setup CD out of the junk mail pile, thread the phone line into the back of the computer and (most importantly) make sure nobody in the house picked up the phone and nuked your connection. And AOL’s not the only thing taking its final bow. We grew up with a whole arsenal of analog skills that at one point mattered like oxygen and today are about as useful as a pager in a Wi-Fi café.

So here’s a love letter to those skills. They may be obsolete, but darn it, we mastered them.

1. Using the card catalog

Back before “search” meant firing up Google, we hunted for books like we were cracking a safe. The wooden drawers, the smell of dust and glue, the librarian’s glare when you yanked a card out too far — it was all part of the ritual. You learned to read the strange code of numbers and letters like secret coordinates to treasure. If you needed to know how to change a tire, you tracked down a grease-stained manual buried somewhere in the 629.287 section.

Modern comparison: Today’s equivalent is typing “how to change a tire” into YouTube while sitting in a parking lot and trying not to cry.

2. Dialing a rotary phone without screwing up

Every call was a high-stakes mission. One wrong number, especially on the last digit, and it was back to zero, literally. The finger drag, the satisfying kachunk, the slow, mechanical return of the dial — it was tactile glory, a tiny workout for your index finger and a lesson in patience.

Modern comparison: The smartphone “butt dial” is our sad digital heir, only now we accidentally call people we’ve been avoiding since high school.

a paper map rotary phone white out and a boombox
GPS? Nope. We had a road atlas. Texting? Rotary dial. Backspace? White-Out. Spotify? A boombox that ate your favorite tape.
AARP (Getty Images, 4)

3. Folding a map

Paper maps were equal parts navigation tool and slapstick prop. You’d unfold one in the car and blot out half the windshield, then spend 20 minutes trying to refold it into something smaller than a bedsheet. Get it right and you felt like you’d solved a Rubik’s Cube blindfolded; hand it to the passenger and they’d wreck your masterpiece in seconds. Worse, the thing was usually outdated, with streets that had been renamed, restaurants that had closed five years earlier, and gas stations listed despite being converted into Starbucks drive-thrus.

Modern comparison: GPS doesn’t fold but it will still ruin your trip, usually by calmly instructing you to “turn left” into a lake.

4. Rewinding a cassette with a pencil

When the tape in a cassette began to unspool, you didn’t panic. You grabbed the nearest No. 2 pencil, stuck it into the reel and cranked like a safecracker in a heist movie. It was delicate, meditative work that felt like performing surgery. And when you were done, you’d pop the cassette back in and pray the tape hadn’t been stretched beyond salvation.

Modern comparison: Now we troubleshoot streaming glitches by turning the Wi-Fi off and on, then posting about it on Facebook like it’s a national emergency.

5. Programming a VCR to record something days ahead

We were basically time travelers. You had to set the channel, start time, stop time and date, all without messing up one digit. One wrong move and you’d end up recording six hours of Matlock reruns instead of Miami Vice. It was like defusing a bomb, and the stakes felt enormous. Because if you failed, you missed your favorite show and had to suffer through spoilers from friends.

Modern comparison: Streaming services have auto-play. Which is why you’ve been “accidentally” watching Law & Order for 14 hours straight.

6. Recording a voicemail greeting on an answering machine

​Your outgoing message was your personal brand. You could go serious, funny, or accidentally cut yourself off mid-sentence. Rerecording took forever because someone always shouted in the background, “Don’t screw it up this time!” And the blinking red light when you got home was pure suspense: Who called, and was it important or just your buddy prank-breathing into the tape?​

Modern comparison: Today, nobody even listens to voicemail. If you call and don’t text, you might as well send a carrier pigeon.​

7. Taping songs off the radio

You’d hover over the “record” button like a sniper, waiting for the first note. Then the DJ would talk over the intro, ruining everything. Sometimes you’d reset and try again, hoping for a clean start. And when you finally got a good recording, you felt like the curator of a personal, precious archive.

Modern comparison: Spotify playlists don’t make you work for it, which is probably why they don’t feel quite as personal as a mixtape made at 2 a.m.

8. Mastering the liquid Wite-Out brush

Before “undo” was a keystroke, mistakes meant breaking out a tiny bottle of Wite-Out and going full Bob Ross on your typo. You’d unscrew the cap, wield that clumpy little brush and carefully paint over the offending letter, praying you didn’t drip on the rest of the page. Then you’d blow on it like you were cooling soup, waiting for it to dry just enough to retype. And if your aim was even a hair off, congratulations, you just created the world’s ugliest letter.

Modern comparison: Now we hit backspace and pretend typos never happened. Our wrists (and noses) are very grateful. Auto-spell does the rest, often “fixing” our texts into surreal nonsense, like inviting someone to “duck off” or announcing we’re bringing “potato lasers” to the party.

9. Fixing a Nintendo cartridge by blowing on it

We were all amateur Nintendo surgeons, convinced that one deep breath into the game would bring it back to life. Did it work? Maybe. Did it make us feel like wizards? Absolutely. It was the ritual of childhood tech troubleshooting: blow, wiggle, pray. The real magic was the shared hope that this mysterious exhalation could erase the cartridge gremlins and save your progress on Super Mario.

Modern comparison: Today’s consoles patch themselves overnight, until one bungled PlayStation update in 2020 trapped players in an endless “update loop,” or the day in 2024 when Xbox Live went down nationwide and half the country acted like civilization itself had collapsed. Back then, you could fix things with lung power; now you just watch a spinning progress bar and pray to corporate servers.

v h s tapes rewinding nintendo cartridge and a check
Our cloud storage: VHS tapes. Our streaming service: rewinding. Our IT fix: blowing into a Nintendo cartridge. Our fintech app: a check register.
AARP (Getty Images, 4)

10. Balancing a checkbook by hand

This was math homework disguised as “responsibility.” You’d write numbers in tiny boxes, subtract slowly and feel like a grownup. Until you realized you were off by $4.73 and had to start over, cursing the decimals like a frustrated accountant. It taught patience, precision and the soul-crushing reality that you spent more than you thought on snacks last week.

Modern comparison: Now we just check the bank app and say, “Huh. That’s lower than I thought.”

11. Memorizing the TV channels

Back then, you didn’t just watch TV, you knew TV. Every channel had a number, and you had the lineup memorized like a sacred text. Cartoon fix? Channel 32. Reruns of Gilligan’s Island? Channel 11. If you wanted HBO, you knew exactly which neighbor had the illegal cable box. Sure, you still had to get up and crank the dial, which sometimes involved smacking the side of the set for good measure. But the real flex was knowing the whole lineup by heart.

Modern comparison: We scroll endlessly through 500 streaming apps and still can’t find anything, until finally just typing “Seinfeld soup episode” into the search bar like cave people discovering fire.

12. Printing a school report on dot-matrix paper

You’d feed in the perforated paper, listen to the shriek as the printer dragged its tiny needles across the page, then tear off the edges like bubble wrap for nerds. The whole thing was a test of patience, and you hoped your report didn’t jam at the last word. The smell of the heated ribbon and the slow, rhythmic tapping is a sensory memory few will ever forget.

Modern comparison: Now we just email PDFs and hope nobody notices that ChatGPT wrote half of it.

13. Memorizing phone numbers

Remember when your brain was a little phone book? You knew the numbers for your best friend’s house, your crush’s house, the local video store, movie theater, and your favorite pizza place with the classic arcade games in the back. You could rattle off their digits like you were on a game show. It felt like a secret superpower. And yes, you even knew the numbers to call just to hear the time and temperature.​

Modern comparison: Our brains are mostly filled with too many passwords and random ’80s trivia about Knight Rider. Lose your phone and you’ll stare at the keypad like it’s a Ouija board, hoping the right digits magically come to you.

14. Rolling down car windows by hand

One hand on the crank, one elbow flapping in the breeze — that was summer freedom. The slow creak of the window lowering was like an invitation to the world, a way to smell the road and sometimes a way to annoy the person in the back seat. It was a little workout and a little ritual all rolled into one.

Modern comparison: Power windows do it faster, but they’ve killed the slow reveal of sticking your head out like a golden retriever.

15. Cleaning a mouse ball

Pop it out, scrape off the lint, blow on it for good luck and slot it back in. It was like defusing a very, very boring bomb. This dirty little ritual of maintenance reminded us how much simpler (and messier) technology once was. If you got good at it, your mouse would glide like butter, until the next lint invasion.

Modern comparison: Optical mice have spared us the grime but robbed us of the satisfaction of bringing a dying mouse back to life.

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