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Old Man

August 25, 2012

It’s official. I’m an old man. Here’s how I’ve come to realize just how old I am.

  • I begin conversations with “Back in my day…”
  • All new music sounds the same to me.
  • Not only do I not understand how modern technology works, I don’t understand why people today need it.
  • Two words: fiber supplements.
  • I don’t like it when children play on my lawn.
  • I go to bed when the Sun goes down.
  • I make sure my will is up to date before shoveling snow from my driveway.
9 Comments leave one →
  1. August 25, 2012 11:40 am

    Welcome do the club. All the drawbacks of being old and none of the discount-related specials. Have a ball. I am.


    there’s discounts somewhere? where?

  2. August 25, 2012 5:30 pm

    Get your rocking chair and move to the front porch.


    was looking for a rocking chair last night, they’re hard to find

  3. August 25, 2012 6:17 pm

    If I don’t remember that I’m an old lady, my knees will soon remind me. The medical term for it is “crepitus”.


    That’s the Roman god of farting.

  4. August 25, 2012 7:01 pm

    It’s all over when you start rushing out for a dinner before 4pm to get the ‘early bird’ special discounts.


    Denny’s is too far a drive to make it there by 4pm.

  5. August 25, 2012 10:36 pm

    Really….you don’t like modern technology….how else do you play your fancy video games??


    You mean like Tetris and Solitaire?

  6. August 28, 2012 9:25 pm

    I do the first thing. The rest I don’t, so I guess I’m far away from old man territory!


    You better be far away. You’re a woman. I’ve been told you’re a woman.

  7. August 29, 2012 1:46 am

    Sounds like you’re part of my club now, welcome to the party! Only dues requirement is crankiness, but I think you’ve got that covered.

  8. August 29, 2012 5:25 am

    I am with you on a couple of those, but my guitar is probably the loudest thing on the block, so I am hanging in there for now! :-)

  9. August 29, 2012 11:54 am

    You have yet to call the cops on teenagers, you can’t truly be considered old until that happens.


    If I knew which whippersnapper was egging my car I would call the police.

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