I’m almost with you. Tom Brady has me beat by a few months, but once he really retires I’ll be in the same boat 
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Now if I ever get to the point when I’m older than the owners … 
Tell me about it. DesertRoomie is a big fan of Peggy Sue Got Married and when she had it on the other week I said, “My God. Was Nick Cage ever that young?”
Kathleen Turner as well, but not so much.
You know you’re getting old(er) when
Your farts go from sounding like bright french horn staccato notes to legato tuba sostenuto passages, with multiple reprises.
You know you’re getting old(er) when everything either dries up or leaks.
I recently realized that I’m now closer to 80 than 70.
I remember, at the age of 6, watching Elizabeth II’s coronation, live.
I’ve been older than every president in the past 30 years.
Every public school in my area has been torn down and replaced. All the unique buildings and businesses have been torn down. My entire childhood has been erased.
I remember going to Woolworth’s and Grants as a kid. Nobody has even heard of them now. They were destroyed by K-mart which is now long gone.
Soooo much this!
Before I hit my sixties, my farts were all, silent, girly toots at best. No idea why, but suddenly I acquired the ability to produce true rippers. A real eye opener!
Sometimes, I’ll let a beauty rip from the other room, then pop my head out, looking to have hubs acknowledge it’s wonderfulness.
His response is unfailingly, ‘Why are you so proud of this?’
I’m sure the joy of it will wear off, but for now, I feel like I’ve finally arrived! Ha!
You know you’re getting old(er) when:
You realize you’re just two generations away from the 19th century Victorian Era (all 4 grandparents). Horse & buggy >>> space satellites beyond the solar system.
This seems broader than “Cafe society”, so I’ve moved it to MPSIMS.
My team recently hired a 21-yr old from London, and we all had a meeting on Teams to introduce him. We older folks genially picked on him. I pointed out he was born after Y2K. He asked “What’s Y2K?” I replied “A moment in our lives when we thought everything was going to shut down because we had to convert the year from 2 digits to 4.”
Nowadays, Y2K looks so inconsequential, but I remember discussions with my friends on how we would have to adjust to living off the grid. We had our log cabins picked out with supply crates, hand tools, machetes, guns & ammo… that’s still kind of thing, isn’t it?
Not Biden, if I’m estimating your age correctly.
I’m older than Biden was 30 years ago. Wait… better check the math… I can’t believe how close it is.
It is. Google preppers.
I remember when preppers were called “survivalists”.
One that occurred to me today was seeing on a van A family owned business since #### and realizing that although the year was after I was born, it still meant they had been around for a while.
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You know you’re getting old(er) when:
You drop something, and then spend a moment deciding if it is worth picking it up. Then another moment deciding if you should bend over and reach down to pick it up, risking your back or a fall, or if you should squat down, risking not being able to get back up.
So you decide to squat down to pick it up but then you fall over on your side and then just lay there looking up for a while, because it is comfortable, and you have to decide how you are going to get back up. Roll over on your stomach, then get up on your knees, then stand? But that sounds bad too.
Hey, I didn’t notice all those cobwebs on the ceiling!
As I said before, I feel older when I realize that most of my doctors are older than me. That was never the case in the past. My doctors were always older gentlemen, wiser and more well-seasoned than me.
Oh, and can I add a joke (as just a little comic relief 
)?
You know you’re getting older when get up in the middle of the night to stub your toe, and you accidentally slip and use the bathroom. (LOL )
There’s nothing natural about dying at 27.
Well, maybe, if you’re a rock star. Then it’s perfectly natural and expected.
“…the official explanation was he choked on vomit…
It was actually – it was actually someone else’s vomit…”
We just watched Valley Girl the other night. Sheesh! he was just a pup.
Hey, I first saw that movie in a theater with a couple hundred other people who also did not know about that scene; all the reviewer said was that he died “in a manner too revolting to relate.”
I never heard an audience howl that loud before or since, not even the “That’s not what it was like, penis breath” scene from “E.T.” or the nude scene in “About Schmidt” featuring one Kathy Bates.
I’m so old I remember when the SDMB was just a couple months old.
You know you’re old when…
David St Hubbins (74) looks like this:
Nigel(74):
And Derek (78):
And you really know it when…you can’t remember Harry Shearer’s name, and have to look it up. (At least I didn’t need reading glasses to read it…)