I received some bad news in the mail today

This is just so wrong.
It came in the mail. I looked at the return address, and just couldn’t believe it.

It can’t be. It must be a mistake. There’s just no way it can be happening.

I forced myself to open it. My hands were shaking.
I read the words, and still couldn’t believe it.

It was just shocking, totally beyond belief. I shrieked and flung it across the room, and then sank to the floor and cried.

How could this happen?

It was my 20-year high school reunion notice. :eek:
I am officially OLD.

Naw, you’re not old.

The old people are the ones that are about 10 years ahead of you. See how this works? If you are 20, those 30 year-olds are “old”. If you are 30, the 40 year-olds are “old”. And if you are 40, them 50 year-olds are “old”.

And so on, and so on.

See how this works?

Works for me. I’m not old. No, not me! :smiley:

You’re not really old until your high school reunions start coming at odd intervals, and they start combining a few classes so they can get a dozen or so people together.

Next year will be my 30th, and I don’t know where the time went. When I was little and heard that people lived to be seventy years old I wondered what they did to fill up all that time. Now I think “It’s not enough, dammit!”