Or twentieth-anniversary.
Hah! Next year it will have been thirty years since I sat in the theater as a kid in wide-eyed amazement as Star Wars played out on the big screen.
Thank you, Lizard, I knew I had to know the song but couldn’t quite place it.
I don’t even want to count the years since I joined the ‘down the block and around the corner’ line to see Mary Poppins. Everyone kept saying everything was supercalifragilistic for months afterwards. :smack:
When the district hires a pretty, blonde twenty-something girls gym teacher and looking at her makes you think of sunshine, not hot-sweaty sex.
We had the same thing - sorta - happen a couple of years ago. Family dinner, topic somehow gets around to music and McCartney and SWMBO makes a joke about how Paul McCartney was in a little garage band before he was in Wings.
And the Teenaged Terror, in all seriousness, asks, “Who’s Paul McCartney?”
When you find yourself sighing/groaning whenver you sit down*
*paraphrased from an old Frasier episode - I think
That was something more like “Can you get up from the couch without making the ‘old man noise’?”.
Um. You mean I have that to look forward to?
Christ…so, when should I kill myself?
when should I dodge the canes, dentures, and orthopedic shoes you guys are going to throw at me?
I was having a coffee with my Dad the other day, and he made an interesting point along these lines. He said “Son, you know you’re old when the women in porno magazines are younger than your own kids.”
I don’t think there’s any way to argue with that.
When they 20ish people on public transport are overtly displaying that they are reading The Da Vinci Code to show that they are cool. And you remember doing the same thing at their age. Except the book was Portnoys Complaint.
or Chief Justice of the Supreme Court of the United States…
When you …
Sorry I forgot what I thought of.
You know your old, when you go into room full of antique tools and you know how to use them all.
Or when “room full of antique tools” describes your class reunion.
How about…
*** They do one of those generation-by-generation photo sequences at the family Christmas reunion, and you’re in the oldest group?
*** When you first went to work for the company, calling the local hardware store meant dialing 0 and asking the operator to connect you?
Yeah, did both.
When you re-watch films that seemed really profound when you were a high school junior . . . and they’re really, really bad (yup, I watched Flashdance today!)
And, VCRs. Back in the day they were as big as a microwave oven and cost $1,000. We used to rent them at the videocassette store and they never, ever worked right.
The neighbor has gone through two dogs from puppy to dead, and you consider them a rather new aquantance.
For me, it was Pulp Fiction and the 5Th Element.
When you spend more money per month on medication and dental care than your mortgage. The house is fine, the body, not so good.
When you realize you can’t eat like you used to and still maintain your weight. And when you get a little porky around the middle, it takes forever to lose the weight – remember the good old days when you could skip a meal and lose the weight?
When you can’t find a dang thing in the stores that fits or feels age-appropriate. Rarely does a 40+ year old female butt (non-surgically altered) look good in those low slung pants. Also, when you start dressing for comfort rather than looks. Stretchy pants – yes!