Pre-Automation

My son is doing a “generation gap” essay for school, in which he contrasts my life as an 11-year-old with his.

Red house with attached garage

Life was a lot less automated when I was 11, but for some reason, the one thing that strikes him as hilarious is the fact that we didn’t have a remote control for the garage door.

“HA HA HA! How did you open the garage?”

“We grabbed ahold of the door and lifted it up.”

“HA HA HA! Let me get this straight: You drove into the driveway, got out of the car, lifted up the garage door, got back in the car, and then drove into the garage!?”

“That’s right.”

“HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!”

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