I still remember the day I grew old. After forgetting my change at a self checkout machine, an younger attendant ran after me and refered to me as ‘sir’. After that day, I was no longer young. I was 29.
I realised I had become an adult when some woman told her kid “that mister” would tell him off if he didn’t behave, and gestured in my direction. I looked behind me. There was nobody there.
I had become The Mister. The stranger based punishment of exasperated mothers everywhere. Fear me, little children, and despair.
I remember the day as well. I walked all through the store grabbing everything I needed and while waiting in the checkout I realized I forgot the milk. I laughed and said “Oh wow” then the guy behind me looked at me and I shrugged and said “I forgot the milk!” and left the line I’d been standing in for a few minutes to get the milk.
My age at the time didn’t matter because it was on that day, I became old. Talking to strangers in the grocery store, forgetting to get the milk, and laughing about it? Old.
I still feel addressed when there’s something about “young people”. At 34.
39 here, same shit. I’ll roll right into the “how do you do, fellow kids” meme
48 here. Had a minor heart attack earlier this year, so sometimes I’m starting to feel old.
This doesn’t stop even when you hit 40
Me with my 30+ year-old ass: Oh, this meme is about people in their 20s. This is about me!
be like me. Can’t become old if you identify as an immortal god to whom age has no meaning.
doesn’t stop my back from hurting through.
