ReasonableLiving5958 t1_j0gma2p wrote on December 16, 2022 at 2:30 PM

Not necessarily a memory I ENJOY, but...

When we were little and too dumb to pay attention to the news (back in the 90s when you'd watch that ticker at the bottom of the TV) , we only knew school was canceled because our parents told us.

Our parents told us there was school. We lived across the street from the school and all four of us (me and my three siblings) crossed the street and waited at the playground for 30 minutes. There were a few cars there so we just assumed the busses were late and that's why the lady who usually let's us in hasn't yet. After those 30 minutes the janitor sees us and tells us school was canceled.

We go home and my dad laughs and goes "oops."

Years later my mom and dad told us that they hadn't banged in a while so they conjured up this evil scheme so they had a little bit of time to pork each other.

Thanks mom and dad.

hideous-boy t1_j0gn834 wrote on December 16, 2022 at 2:37 PM

watching that ticker on snow days was the most exciting thing in the world when I was a kid. And it happened fairly often because I grew up in VA and they can't handle snow down there!

PuddleCrank t1_j0gq3fa wrote on December 16, 2022 at 2:57 PM

It's critical to the school experience. The other option was listening on the radio and waiting for your school to come up in the list.

whaletacochamp t1_j0h3etu wrote on December 16, 2022 at 4:25 PM

Gross lol.

My mom and uncle tell a story about going down to the beach in the summer and not being allowed back until noon for lunch (they grew up in the red rocks/queen city park neighborhood in Burlington). Well one day my uncle decided to go back early...you had to walk past my grandparents bedroom window to get into the house and let's just say he saw and heard something that sent him running back to the beach.