Waaaahhh! I'm older than the Prez!

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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It’s official – I’ve now reached geezer-hood. For the first time, I’m older than the president (-elect).

Got me to thinking about milestones on the march to the Big Sleep:

First time you’re older than the youngest player on your favorite baseball team.
When players younger than you on that team start retiring.
When you’re older than the manager.

When you’re older than your boss.
When you’re older than your CEO (not quite, yet)

When I’m older than the Pope, then I’ll pull up my pants, sit on the porch & whittle, and yell at the kids on my lawn.

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Don’t feel bad. I’d be older than the President even if McCain had been elected. Bah! :smiley:

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For the first time in weeks, I don’t feel so old. I have watched presidents come and go since Eisenhower and they have all been older then me (granted with Clinton it was only a few days, but he was older). I was rooting for Hilary because she too was older than I, but it was not to be. I suppose that is the definition of geezerhood. Still, Obama is young enough that the members of the Old Fogey Society is large.

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Join the club! This is the first time that I too will be older than the President.

I remember when I was growing up and going to church, the minister was always older. The first time I was in a congregation where the minister was younger than I was was a surprise. Now the bishop of my(Episcopal) diocese is youner than me.

Get off of my lawn!

5

Heh… barely two weeks older than the man. Doesn’t make me feel geezery, really…
…more like a doggone slacker :smiley:

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He’s a month older than me. I’m safe for at least 4 years.

Similar milestone for me: being older than my doctor or older than a pilot on a airline flight. Both caused me to pause.

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I’m also older than President-elect Obama, but only by about 2 months, so at least we’re more “peers” than he is my “junior”. It still feels weird.

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Heh - I made this same comment to my husband right after the election. It was weird enough being older than my doctor and my dentist, not to mention my boss, and the commanding officer where I work, but older than the President???

Yeah, quite a shock there…

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Obama is one year older (sigh of relief). I know I had a heavy heart when Julio Franco retired from baseball this year, the last one left who was older than I am. So far however Morten Anderson remains unsigned by an NFL team, alas.

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We were born the same year, but Mr. Obama is just slightly older than I am.

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My “Waaaahhh! I’m older than the Prez!” moment will be when I reach the age of 35.

12

I just missed joining the club. Barack Obama is 86 days older than me.

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Finally a president younger than I am. And younger than the wife. This really is a milestone.

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This is the third president in a row who’s younger than I am. I’m about a year older than Clinton and Bush, 16 years older than Obama.

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>He’s a month older than me. I’m safe for at least 4 years.

Don’t be too sure, Procrustus. He’s pretty amazing. Getting elected the way he did has to be at least as hard as stopping getting older. At least!

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I REALLY feel like a failure, because Barack Obama was in my graduating class at Columbia (disclaimer: as far as I can recall, I never met him).

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Yeah really. I’m five years his junior, but still. If I want to keep pretending that I’m destined for Great ThingsTM, I’d better get a move on.

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Whew, he’s three years older than me. We’re both Leos, too.

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We share a birthday month, but I am a year older. Damn, I feel old.

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Me too; I was thinking of starting a thread like this. Older than Obama by nine months. High birth rates in 1960 and 1961; there are a lot of people about the same age.

I actually thought (for a second) of voting for McCain just to avoid the pain of being older than the President, but my natural sense of altruism and nobility prevailed.

I really don’t mind getting older; it’s just that I haven’t accomplished all the stuff I used to imagine having done by this age. And Monday is my birthday, so it’s another flip of the numbers on the ol’ Death Clock.

But no matter what age you are, if you’re still breathing, you’re not done. On Monday when I turn 48, I’m taking the day off from my corporate job, and will conduct myself as if I were a successful writer working at home. I’ll tackle that half-finished screenplay like it’s my profession instead of a hobby; maybe I can pound that attitude into my lazy brain.

If a black guy, younger than me, can come out of Chicago, beat the Clintons and the RNC and win the White House, anything is possible.