You Know You're Getting Older When ...

**You Know You’re Getting Older When … **

…you hear that old people in nursing homes have a high rate of STDs because of their sexual activity and you start to think, “Hmm - sounds like fun - I’m kinda looking forward to that…”

A guy I briefly dated in high school is a grandfather now. I know I’ve mentioned this here before but, dammit, that one still bugs me! I’m 34, he’s 35.

The future from Back To The Future 2 is set in 2015.

Toy Story 2 is eleven years old.

And thanks to the poster who said a couple of years ago that no dog that was alive when they were born is still living - I didn’t need to have someone put that fact in my head.

I was born closer to WWII than my kids were to the Vietnam War. And WWII seems like something that is part of History.

Yep. Some of the kids at my church were reminiscing in a “where were you” type conversation and I realized that they were all in elementary school at the time.

My first “dang, I’m old” moment was when I was watching college football and was faced with the fact that all the players on the field were younger than me.

Oh, remember when Russia boycotted the Olympic Games in LA? That was the year Mark Zuckerberg (Facebook creator and Time Magazine’s 2010 person of the Year) was born. I’m older than him, so why aren’t I worth more than $7 billion???

The transistor was 24 years old when I took my first class on it - 36 years ago.

I live across the street from a school, and I admire the jail bait. But they’re the teachers and some of the mothers.

You don’t have to be a hockey fan to be depressed by the fact that kids born in the 90s are now playing in the NHL – and making a hell of a lot more than you are. Boston’s Tyler Seguin was born in January 1992.

If they are teachers and mothers, then they are legal adults and therefore, not jail bait.

Well, I didn’t feel old I read THIS.

I remember news reels (that’s right, kids, news reels. They were like movies but they showed the news) in movie houses showing clips of combat in WW2; I remember VJ day fairly vividly. I remember when movies were interrupted so that the Amos & Andy radio program could be played through the movies speakers.
I remember when the shooting started in Korea and I remember how adults were terrified that another global war was on the way.
I remember when FM radio in a car was a rarity and I remember when stereo sound was making its first big splash.
I very clearly remember the first car my father bought that was equipped with AC: 1955 Chevy.

It was a joke, yo. The first part is called the “set up” and the second part is called the “punchline.”

Funny, because i was going to say that i knew i was getting old when i was watching a college basketball game, they switched to a shot of a player’s mother, and i thought “wow”. I don’t really have those thoughts about the cheerleaders anymore. Too young looking.

Yeah, that really sucks, that discovery set off my second midlife crisis. My first midlife crisis came ten ears ago, when one of my college classmates dropped dead from a heart attack.

Yeah, same thing with all those models. Jailbait, every one of them!

That occurred to me on my 30th birthday - if my classmate’s kid followed in her footsteps, she could be a 30-year-old grandma.

For me, it’s not being able to look away from this show. It’s like a documentary of my freshman year of college - same year and everything.

http://www.tbs.com/shows/glorydaze/

… you’re in the coffee shop and a pretty young waitress brings through a couple of coffees with whipped cream, and it dawns on you that you’re eyeing up the coffee:frowning:

I had to buy fiber laxatives for me and Mr. Neville. I think we’re officially old now.

When I learned the Colts were in Indianapolis longer than Baltimore.

Speaking of “where were you?..”

The youngest of us who were alive when JFK was shot turn 48 in 2011.

The babies born when Kuwait was invaded were old enough to vote in 2009.

And as Oakminster brought up, a child born on 11 September 2001 is ~ fourth grade.

But what really brought it home, was my first boss who hadn’t been born yet when Vietnam ended (I mean, how can he be old enough to be my boss? :stuck_out_tongue: ).

If you ever want to feel old quick, get into computers.

I’m only 26 and I feel a twinge of it every time I realize that people who don’t remember MS-DOS are old enough to program. People amassing serious body counts in FPSes these days are, by and large, too young to remember Doom, let alone Wolfenstein 3D, and they also don’t know Duke Nukem as anything other than a punchline.

I constantly get really amazed at storage technology: I spent the earliest parts of my childhood using 5.25" floppies, later bits using 3.5" floppies, and then a brief fling with Zip Disks before moving wholly to CD-Rs, thumb drives, and, a bit later, DVD-Rs. Mentally, I still have the habit of comparing file sizes and storage capacities to how much a 3.5" floppy can hold, which leads to some bemusement when I see multi-gigabyte MicroSD cards.

I never used a dial-up BBS, but this is less a function of my age and more a function of the fact southern Illinois and southeast Missouri have never been tech hubs; however, I can be brought up short when I realize that there are people in college now with basically no memories of a time before their family had Internet access. (I sometimes feel like I was born in an interesting spot with regards to this: I’m old enough I have distinct memories of when my family first got online, but young enough the Internet is definitely part of how the world Ought To Be and the people who don’t get it are Fogeys. ;))

Now, to make others feel old: My first computer was an IBM-compatible (specifically, the PC Jr.-compatible Tandy 1000); I’m too young to have ever used an Apple ][, Commodore 64, or any of the early Ataris. My first game console was the original NES; I’m too young to have played with an Atari 2600. I’ve never used cassette tapes as a data storage medium. I’ve also never used a TV as a monitor.

Have some elder tell you sometime about playing “Star Trek” in high school computer class with a teletypewriter. :slight_smile:

And thus began the pissing contest!