I realized I was getting old when I looked at the vital statistics of a Playboy centerfold. And realized that I had graduated from collage before she was born.
I realized I was old when I heard my favorite song from high school playing on a radio, and it took me back to a moment when I’d heard the song and it took me back.
I realized I was getting old when, while umpiring a sandlot baseball game, I tried to console a batter who had struck out. I told him even Willie Mays struck out every now and then. The kid then proceeded to ask “Who’s Willie Mays”?
Susan00100 about 3 years ago
I started feeling old when I learned that one’s thirties were considered “middle-age”!!
Sanspareil about 3 years ago
I realized I was old when I remember seeing Jimi Hendrix live in Seattle in 1968!
littlejohn Premium Member about 3 years ago
I realized I was getting old when I looked at the vital statistics of a Playboy centerfold. And realized that I had graduated from collage before she was born.
DebUSNRet about 3 years ago
Amen!
gopher gofer about 3 years ago
my teeth are older than my dentist…
KFischer1 about 3 years ago
I started to feel old when the “young” doctor I had started looking “old” himself.
david_42 about 3 years ago
Considering the ages my father and brother died at, 25 would be middle-aged. I’m almost 70 and the actuarial tables say I’m good for mid-90s.
Jeffin Premium Member about 3 years ago
Ah yes. Twelve year olds in lab coats.
oldlady07 Premium Member about 3 years ago
Started feeling older when I noticed that I now have my grandmother’s skin.
samfran6-0 about 3 years ago
What I really hate is that turkey waddle under my chin. Most things can be covered up or disguised. Not that. It’s right there in your face!!!LOL
schaefer jim about 3 years ago
Yeah, that came to me as a real downer!
bobgreenwade about 3 years ago
I realized I was old when I heard my favorite song from high school playing on a radio, and it took me back to a moment when I’d heard the song and it took me back.
wlbr549 about 3 years ago
I realized I was getting old when, while umpiring a sandlot baseball game, I tried to console a batter who had struck out. I told him even Willie Mays struck out every now and then. The kid then proceeded to ask “Who’s Willie Mays”?