Unemployed Ladies Society has 1992-ish Breakdown

I picked up Julie to meet the other two members of The Unemployed Ladies Society for lunch at the Russian Tea House. We were running about 20 minutes late, and when we got there, there was a sign on the door saying they were closed until the 19th. LA & Rita were nowhere to be found. AND they don't have cell phones, LA having just cancelled her plan. We knew we were pretty late--but how could we get ahold of them? Did they think we had just forgotten? It was so 1992. What do people do when they can't get in touch with their pals at the touch of a button? How did people work things out before cell phones? We taped a note to the door telling them to meet us at Pop, in Northeast. We went to LA's house to see if she was around. We also bought some time by browsing through Crafty Planet, where I picked up a super cute little crocheted hat. Finally, we drove down to Pop and shared a chilled strawberry soup and a steak sandwhich with chimichurri. I wonder where the other unemployed ladies ended up?