You Have 15 Minutes

So tonight Kelly and I were recalling talking on the phone to friends in high school. Not only did we only have a corded phone in the house (and no, we are not that old - cordless phones had been in existence for quite some time) but we were made to sit in the middle of the kitchen - as this is where the main phone was located. Then, Mom and Dad would actually physically set the timer on the oven. We were given at max 15 minutes to talk. The buzzer went off and you hung up - no exceptions.

My how times have changed for teenagers today.