Damn you! I was all set to post that quote, and you beat me to it! 
Okay, kiddies, who’s Tom Lehrer, hmmm?
A comedian/satirist/musician/all around personality. He declared political satire superenumerary when Henry Kissinger was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize in 1973.
A friend of mine at age 35 went to Rocky HOrror Picture Show at a moonlight madness showing, was in front of a couple of college students who were talking about some one living in their dorm who was like, gasp, 25 and like, what was he even doing there ya know?" and my friend turned around and said “Waiting to die”…
Heh, yeah, I do this to my parents all the time. The other day I was talking to my dad about the space program, and how he was about to start at an engineering school when man first walked on the moon, blah blah blah, and the last time he could recall anyone taking a huge interest like that in the space program was after the Challenger disaster. I had to remind him that, no, I didn’t remember it, as I wasn’t born until six months afterwards.
Yes, but She didn’t come out too well at the end of the movie.
Stay away from eternal flames, is all I’m saying.
He still is!!!
It was late at night, I’d stopped into a grocery store for some aspirin or cold medicine or something. On my way out, I saw a group of teenagers hanging together in the parking lot the way teenagers often do - one of them had a pair of Incredible Hulk fake hands on. As I walked by, I nodded to them, and he said “They’re great, would you like to try them, Ma’am?”
“Ma’am”
I was just about to turn 30.
I did thank him, but said “no,” and freaked out the whole way home.
There was an 80s station for a while here…one of the tag lines was “Music from when you thought thirtysomething was about old people.”
10 years ago, I mentioned “Star Wars” to a 20-something and she said 'What’s that?"
A co-worker told about his number one daughter coming from her fifth grade music appreciation class. “They were playing this really cool old classical music. It was something that started with a B.” So, he’s thinking Brahms or Beethoven, maybe Bach. She says, “I remember! The Beatles!”
That was ten years ago!!! 
The Teenaged Terror just turned 18 a couple of days ago.
A few months ago, we were sitting around the dinner table and the topic had gotten onto music. SWMBO made a joking remark to the effect of, “Yeah, Paul McCartney was in a little garage band before he was in Wings.”
And The Teenaged Terror says, “Who’s Paul whatshisname?”.
We nearly wept…
…along with the Baby Jesus!
I just now received in the mail an invitation to join AARP.
I am now damn old.
This could be a reflection of the fact that higher education catering to working adults is heavily skewed away from subjects like engineering and computer science, and toward business and business-oriented IT programs. So engineering undergrads tend to be college age.
His daddy must have been a handsome man…
It bothered me at first, but I started to really like it, plus my boyfriend showed me this picture of this absolutely beautiful model with white streaks in her hair (no doubt dyed!) I don’t know her name, but I figured it’s all in how you carry it.
:eek: Holy pogo sticks. I was ten years old…saw it in school. They took us out of class!
I got one when I was fifteen. It took me until I was **seventeen ** to convince them that, since I hadn’t even joined the working force yet, I wasn’t planning to retire anytime soon. is everybody in that organization senile? How much you wanna bet when I do retire and want to join they’ll say “You refused back in 1990 or so, shouldn’t you be dead?”
I should point out that I was ten years old at the time of Challenger, not the rest of it.
I’m not that old. Jeez.
I have friends who teach high school. One of them made an offhand comment about Chernobyl only to realize they had no idea what he was talking about.
My mom was in college when Kennedy was shot. Teaching high school in the mid to late 70’s, she brought him up in class and got “Oh yeah, he’s one of those guys who got assassinated back with Lincoln.” I’m sure that was extremely distressing to her.
I’m working a few part-time library jobs while I hunt for the full time holy grail that uses my masters’ degree, and I keep forgetting and calling it a “card catalog”. The kids have no idea what the hell I’m talking about. (Here at the museum I actually use and maintain a real card catalog. I’ve pointed high school kids to it, not thinking, and they don’t even know what I’m pointing at.)
I’m afraid I did it to somebody else this past week, though - like I said, I’m hunting for full time librarian status but trying to sneak in the back door in the meantime. I had orientation for this new job as a substitute circulation clerk at the public library, and the lady who came to train us on the circulation software looked oddly familiar to me.
Her: Hey, do I know you from somewhere?
Me: I don’t know, you do look awfully familiar.
long pause
Her: Did you used to be a little blonde girl, used the Landmark Square branch?
Me: :eek: Yeah, I’ve got a masters’ degree in library science now.
Her: (horrified and pleased at the same time, in an awful admixture)
Thing is, she’d been there for 34 years - I’m 24 now, so she’d been a long-time librarian when I was a kid, even. Poor dear lady. I bet she went home and sobbed at the mirror.
You’ve heard of that band, from another century; The Beatles? I, also, feel old. But take heart, we are not old, we are wise.
Please, please work that concept as hard as you can. We good folk in the generation right behind you on this escalator to Hell really want it to be well-established by the time we get to that point. We’re ready to exploit the holy fluck out of it…