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My kid is 30 today. Jesus.
Wow. Congratulations, I guess
. It's scary, isn't it? In my head my kids are still about 12 and 14, despite all evidence to the contrary.Coincidentally, today is my 20th anniversary of coming to work here.
When I turned 50 I was busily feeling sorry for myself. Then my mother said 'You think that's bad, imagine how it feels having a son who's turned 50!'
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I remember the first three times I felt “old”, meaning not a kid anymore.
- My dad turning 60
- My sister turning 30
- The first time a college student called me Mr. (I was a year or two out of college and was back doing campus recruiting)
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I remember the first three times I felt “old”, meaning not a kid anymore.
- My dad turning 60
- My sister turning 30
- The first time a college student called me Mr. (I was a year or two out of college and was back doing campus recruiting)
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@Aqua-Letifer it shall ever be thus.
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@Aqua-Letifer it shall ever be thus.
Link to video@Aqua-Letifer it shall ever be thus.
That's a freaking awesome ad. Doesn't ring true for me a damn bit, though.
Used to be, my folks and I wouldn't understand each other. Like at all. But we cared about each other and we were always around. Which led to an absolute shitload of disagreement but at least there was some kind of relationship there.
Now, there's no disagreement and we get along fine, but they sure as shit aren't my parents. At least most of the time. They're crazy stoners who are finally enjoying themselves having left their offices, so thank goodness for that, and they do love their grandkid, which is great. But they have no idea who the fuck I am. After an 8-day stay, there might be up to 18 combined minutes of clarity in which they remember I'm their kid. Never lasts long, though.
It's not senility, at least not yet. They just retired from being parents in addition to their jobs.
I don't think that's normal, so I figured I'd ask.
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@Aqua-Letifer it shall ever be thus.
That's a freaking awesome ad. Doesn't ring true for me a damn bit, though.
Used to be, my folks and I wouldn't understand each other. Like at all. But we cared about each other and we were always around. Which led to an absolute shitload of disagreement but at least there was some kind of relationship there.
Now, there's no disagreement and we get along fine, but they sure as shit aren't my parents. At least most of the time. They're crazy stoners who are finally enjoying themselves having left their offices, so thank goodness for that, and they do love their grandkid, which is great. But they have no idea who the fuck I am. After an 8-day stay, there might be up to 18 combined minutes of clarity in which they remember I'm their kid. Never lasts long, though.
It's not senility, at least not yet. They just retired from being parents in addition to their jobs.
I don't think that's normal, so I figured I'd ask.
@Aqua-Letifer
Aqua, are you serious that they are stoners? Like weed or whatever?How do they function? Are they driving while stoned? I'm trying to picture seniors doing this. No, not as a 'how to' example, more of a 'why would they' .
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@Aqua-Letifer
Aqua, are you serious that they are stoners? Like weed or whatever?How do they function? Are they driving while stoned? I'm trying to picture seniors doing this. No, not as a 'how to' example, more of a 'why would they' .
@Aqua-Letifer
Aqua, are you serious that they are stoners? Like weed or whatever?Yep. It's pretty common among today's retirees.
How do they function?
That's why they do it. They've got a handful of health issues, and it's much harder to function without it.
Are they driving while stoned?
Nah, they're not that reckless (yet; who knows about later). But if they aren't traveling, they're gettin' high.
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I'll wait until I'm in chronic rejection so the bullet from Mik's gun will be welcome.
Win win.
Only non-witches get due process.
- Cotton Mather, Salem Massachusetts, 1692
