I asked for a printed boarding pass for our flight home.
“I’m old-school—I like paper,” I told the young gal behind the desk.
“Actually,” I amended, grinning, “I’m just plain old.”
When she shook her head in polite denial, I countered: “I remember people smoking on airplanes. I think that makes me old.”
The “Ohmygod!” that exploded out of her told me she no longer argued with that assessment.
Kana's Chronicles 
LOL! I have shocked coworkers by telling them we used to have a drink on the bench next to our microscopes as we did lab work with no gloves. One of them asked me what I fed my pet dinosaur.
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I think it is such a good topic and I don’t think you’re old😉 but I guess it’s all a matter of perspective. My father is 76 and sometimes worries about his age. It affects me too and I catch myself thinking, oh dear, he’s getting old.
But then I visit a 96-year-old woman and see how well she’s still living her life. Suddenly I think: wait a minute — my father isn’t old at all. He still has plenty of time and so much left to experience. Just look at that 96-year-old lady!
As for me, I still get asked for ID when I buy alcohol — and I’m 35! On the other hand, when I was thirty, a good friend of my daughter used to call me an “older lady,” which really made me reflect … My children used to think I grew up in a “black-and-white world”!
As for me, I still get asked for ID when I buy alcohol — and I’m 35! On the other hand, when I was thirty, a good friend of my daughter used to call me an “older lady,” which really made me reflect … 😉 **“My children always thought I grew up in a black-and-white world
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