…the minister at the service tonight says, “i’ve seen the footage of the moon landing and can imagine what an exciting time that was.” He at least had the grace to then duck behind the pulpit.
…when you are in the local Best Buy or Target in the checkout line. The woman in front of you is near 40 and is way hotter than the perky teenager behind the checkout register.
I knew I was old when I was skiing and said to myself, “What the fuck is with sliding down metal pipes? Thats the stupidist thing I’ve ever seen.”
But then I thought about it. I buy a season pass to ride the chairlift that takes me to deep snow and huge moguls on steep mountains. Metal pipes are all over town for free. I’m not old. These kids are just stupid.
Actually, the original name of the Chessie System was the Chesapeake & Ohio Railroad.
I must be even older - I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Funny story. My father is utterly and completely technologically illiterate. And phobic.
So one day, about seven years ago, if I remember right, I go over to his house. I notice that he’s still got the same old rotary phones we had when I was a kid. I recall that back in the days before the phone company breakup and subsequent deregulation, one had to rent phones from the phone company. I ask him if he’s still doing this. He says yes. I say “Why? You’ve probably paid thousands of dollars over the years for a phone you could buy for twenty bucks.” He says that he knows, but he thought that if he got a new phone, he’d have to get a new phone number, and that that seemed like too much trouble.
He really is a brilliant man, otherwise.
My young nieces were rummaging around my basement, and came upon my collection of 33 1/3 RPM vinyl record albums. They asked to see the CD player that accepted these large CD’s.
This is the same bunch who were amazed to find out that Paul McCartney used to be in a ‘Boy Band’ before they 'discovered ’ him singing with ‘Wings’.
Remembering that the phone number of the store where my mom used to work was 1110-M and I had to tell that “one one one oh M” to the operator after she said “Numba pleeahz”
And remembering paying 10 cents to go the the Saturday matinee at the local moviehouse-and seeing two features and a couple of cartoons and Movietown News, and maybe a serial like Don Winslow of the Navy, with Lyle Betger playing the villain. (Bought the dvd set last week).
Calling the bank yesterday to see if my first Social Security payment has been deposited. It had, all $1629. Keep working younguns!
I know I’m not old. How do I know?
Monty Python told me so.
“I’m 37, I’m not old”
That has never, ever happened to me. That will never happen to me.
However…
You know you’re old when you hear a sports analyst describing your favorite baseball team as “getting old”, and they’re all younger than you are.
… you’re renting a video, and one of a pair of kids in the store pick up Wayne’s World and the other says, “man, that movie’s old!”
When I was a child, my grandfather worked on the Camden Yards. They play baseball there now.
I remember sitting in the cab in the switch engines on a couch (!) watching the engineers drive while eating grilled cheese sandwiches. The cab had a water cooler that bubbled in a most fascinating way.
I have no idea how the guys made the grilled cheeses.
How many OSHA violations can you find in one story?
(sigh)
When you hear a grown woman, a nineteen year old bride-to-be, who when told she looks like Nancy Sinatra, says “Nancy Sinatra? Oh, is she related to that Frank guy?” And one gets the impression she only knows of “that Frank guy” because he was in the news after he died.
And I’ve met several adults who don’t have any idea who Cary Grant was.
Amazing.
You know you’re old if you’ve ever owned a skate key. rocked a Betsy-wetsy, had a poodle haircut, danced to Teresa Brewer or worn a sweater guard.
Hello, Ignatz. Lash LaRue and Hoppy too?
…when you realise that less time separates the end of WW2 and your birth, and the end of the Vietnam War and now.
Well, now, Zoe. I’m around your age and I’ve never done most of those things. 
P.S.: Please check mail for message of contrition.
I mean Zoe. :smack:
The only time I feel old is when I go to Cafe Society, and haven’t got a clue what most of the threads are about.
When you go to class on the first day of the fall semester at the local university, waths all the sweet young things jiggle on their way to class, and then realize you’re old enough to be their father.
When you regard the professors at the same university as colleagues instead of instructors.
When your cousin who is younger than you becomes a grandparent.
When you have to take a fistful of medication to get out of bed in the morning.
First milestone is when you’re older than the youngest player on the team.
Second milestone is when you’re older than the oldest player on the team.
I can still say I’m younger than the president…but that probably won’t stay true much longer.