BigB

I went into a J and B store the other day with a friend to buy a computer.  Whilst we were there, I became momentarily distracted by the shelves of cd albums.  How long had it been since I’d been in a record store?  There was a time when I’d visit them practically daily, browsing through the racks, sometimes buying, but as often as not just trying to keep abreast of what was happening.  So it was in the deep nostalgic glow of a glorious past that I began to flick through the albums displayed.  “

The rest is here:
old man gets angry about the present, suggests everyone behaves as if it were twenty years ago.