School has been a trip. So I’m just 34 1/2, and going to a local community college. Classes are going pretty well, but these kids are killing me.
So far I’ve heard:
“You don’t look THAT old”
“You look alright for your age”
“You’re 34? So you’re a baby boomer, right?”
“You were in Afghanistan in 2010? My dad was in Afghanistan in 2010!”
“BACK IN THE DAY when you were young you couldn’t buy high point beer or get tattoos in Oklahoma? That’s crazy, I wasn’t even a year old then.” (This was also in our history book)
“Are you in a computer class because they didn’t have them back in your day?”
“You have a lot of gray hairs to be in college.”
“Is that your son?”
Man. I’m never talking crap to you old guys again. Well at least for a month or two. I guess I’m about ready to get put out to pasture.
So far I’ve heard:
“You don’t look THAT old”
“You look alright for your age”
“You’re 34? So you’re a baby boomer, right?”
“You were in Afghanistan in 2010? My dad was in Afghanistan in 2010!”
“BACK IN THE DAY when you were young you couldn’t buy high point beer or get tattoos in Oklahoma? That’s crazy, I wasn’t even a year old then.” (This was also in our history book)
“Are you in a computer class because they didn’t have them back in your day?”
“You have a lot of gray hairs to be in college.”
“Is that your son?”
Man. I’m never talking crap to you old guys again. Well at least for a month or two. I guess I’m about ready to get put out to pasture.
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