I know it would have been on and popping in the 70's.I went to happy hour with a friend about two weeks ago. She ran into one of her old coworkers, and we all got to talking. He was a nice guy, and he asked for my number at the end of the night. Cool.He sent me a few texts. Y'all know I don't do texts. If you want to talk call me. You have the number. I played along for a few, until my fingers got tired. I told him to call me if he wanted to talk.We talked, and it was good. He said we should hang out. Ok. FF to last Friday. He texted again asking if I had plans for Friday. I told him no, and he didn't follow up with, "Do you want to go out?"I don't have the energy for this. I'm too old. Either you want to go out or not. I can't do the texting, and you have me missing my fav shows over this nonsense.