Please respond if you’ve ever suddenly realized that something you just did, said, or thought, makes you think you might be getting older.
I’ll go first:[ul]You know you’re getting older when you see the waitstaff at Hooters – and start fantasizing about how good-looking their mothers must be.[/ul]~~Baloo
I noticed I was getting older when the songs I listened to as a kid were now being played on the “oldies” radio station–or were announced as a “flashback”.
Odd that you ask, 'coz something on this order struck me just recently:
Teenage girls are BIZARRE…
I actually say this with all due respect to the denizens of this board which fall into this category, but when I see these girls out in public, I’m no longer intrigued… The way they act is just completely alien to me, I walk in a different direction just to avoid them.
I know, I know. I’ve only been married three years, it’s about time my interests matured. Seriously, I believe the only females I find intriguing now are the ones I’d be able to buy a drink for.
Errr…What was the question again?
And speak up man, I can’t hear you.
My memory really is getting worse. I’ll get up and walk into another room, and forget what I intended to do there.
And I’m getting clumsy. I was pretty athletic and coordinated when I was a young guy. Walking into furniture is damn disconcerting!
And Tygr, You’re absolutely right brother, teen-aged girls are bizarre. I have a 14 year old grandaughter whom I suspect of bring a pod-person.
Your dreams are dry,
and your farts are wet.
It hurt me a great deal when my parents asked m what I would like for Christmas, and i responded, in all seriousness
“Oven mitts would be nice. Oh- and we could use a humidifier.”
Yikes.
I was appalled to hear those words out of my mouth and i had to recover, so I said
“And an antfarm. I’ve always wanted an antfarm.”
Phew…
when you have aches and pains in places you did not know you had places.
when you do not pull the grey hairs out anymore because those are the only ones left.
when you catch yourself saying the exact same things your parents said that you swore you would never say.
when you seriously think about getting a minivan.
when you start counting down to retirement.
Regards.
When you can relate more to Professor Farnsworth than you can to Frye or Leela.
When you notice that your bosses at work are all younger than you, nowadays.
When you suddenly realize that someone that you think of as “an old fart” is your age.
When it seems like you add at least one food per week to the “I can’t eat that anymore” list.
When you get hung over on two glasses of wine, yet can remember drinking three Long Island Iced Teas in one night, dancing, staying up until three, and then going to work the next morning feeling fine.
…for me, it’s realizing that the Playmate of the Month was born at the same time I was graduating from high school.
…or the simple fact that I don’t even pick-up Playboy magazines anymore…
When ALL the guys in pro football are younger than you, and, if that’s not bad enough, then you realize that the cute new quarterback is young enough to be your son!
When the “You must have been born before this date in 19__ to buy tobacco” sign is your high school graduation date. And then when the sign for buying alchohol is. And then when it’s the year you got married.
I felt old for the first time when I discovered I had hairs growing on the edges of my ears and my wife didn’t tell me because she assumed I wouldn’t care.
…you call a 21 year old “child.”
Bear and I were out about a month ago when the song “Footloose” came on the radio. I commented on what an old song that was…said I was 14 when it came out. Without missing a beat, Bear announced that he was 4. I felt like smacking him.
hehe…sorry Bear, you know I love ya! 
I felt old the first time I heard “Born to Be Wild” on the Muzak!
When you look forward more to going to the toilet than having sex.
–sublight.
Who are they?
::bratty 18 year-old runs giggling out of the thread::
Hell, I don’t know who they are either…
This actually happened to me, or, how I killed myself, self-esteem-wise:
Tuesday night, 3AM. The mostly deserted road upon which we live. It’s only us and the general store across the street.
I get awakened by loud shouts and engines. The local kids are having a party in the stores parking lot. Revving their engines, drinking beer, making out, the normal stuff.
And I called the cops to run them off!
Only after I did it did I realize what a horrible line I’d just crossed.
Oh my head…
When you forget that we talked about this before a few times & you forgot there is a search function.
???
When you’re such a curmudgeon, you have to gripe that someone’s asked a question before, but[list=1][li]provide no links to the previous discussion(s), and[/li]
[li]add nothing to the debate apart from your disapproving comments.[/list=1][/li]
Handy, thy name is Cranky.
… You start relating to threads like this one…
BTW, I have only 39 years left until retirement! Don’t forget, if you were born after 1962, your retirement age has been bumped up to 70. I don’t recall voting on that one either…