Getting Old!

I don't know if this makes me feel young or old ???

You know you're getting old when .......

True story, I swear!

Coming home from work yesterday, I stopped at the grocery store to pick up a few things. When checking out, I remembered that I needed stamps.  I don’t use them much anymore, what with electronic payments, e-cards and the like.  But when shipping the great LHS Class of 1969 M&M tins to folks who add content to our website (hint, hint), I need stamps.  So I asked the cashier for two books of stamps. This young man was probably 16, but he looked all of 11 to me!  He gives me this bemused look, as if to say; huh, whaaaatt??  After a few seconds to allow his brain to process this request, he says, “What is a book of stamps?”  I said, “postage stamps, a book of postage stamps”. My hand to god, I swear, he then says, “what are postage stamps?”.  By this time a few other customers, mostly over 45 years of age, are listening in to this bizarre conversation and offering their own explanations. One says, “Stamps, you know, stamps you put on a letter to mail it”.  This made him even more confused and he desperately starts scanning the area for a supervisor or the head cashier.  He is definitely out of his comfort zone and needs assistance ASAP. One does come to his aid and says, “Just punch in code 1410 and when this gentlemen’s order is complete and the register opens, just give him the books”.  I sense he is thrilled that he has a code to enter, but there is also a note of impending doom as he also knows he eventually has to figure out what a book of stamps is and give them to me.  So, the moment of truth arrives and the register opens.  He has a look of utter and total loss. He has no clue what he is looking for and to add to the pressure, there are now about 12 people enjoying the show. Luckily the head cashier stayed close by and when she recognized he was about to go catatonic, she reached in and pulled out the two books of stamps.

We all had a nice laugh, including the young cashier, but I know he still has no idea what stamps are used for

Pete Grady

 

Journey to old age

 

The memory starts to ...fade

Beatles Spoof - The Boomer Babes

 

 

This should be sent only to those whose level of maturity qualifies them to relate to it... 

1966: Long hair 
20
16: Longing for hair

1966: KEG 
2016: EKG  

1966: Acid rock 
2016: Acid reflux  

1966: Moving to California because it's cool 
2016: Moving to Arizona because it's warm 

1966: Trying to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor 
2016: Trying NOT to look like Marlon Brando or Liz Taylor  

1966: Seeds and stems
2016: Roughage 

1966: Hoping for a BMW
2016: Hoping for a BM    

1966: Going to a new, hip joint
2016: Receiving a new hip joint  

1966: Rolling Stones 
2016: Kidney Stones  

1966: Screw the system
2016: Upgrade the system  

1966: Disco
2016: Costco  

1966: Parents begging you to get your hair cut
2016: Children begging you to get their heads shaved

1966: Passing the drivers' test
2016: Passing the vision test  

1966: Whatever 
2016: Depends 

Just in case you weren't feeling too old today, this will certainly change things. Each year the staff at Beloit College in Wisconsin puts together a list to try to give the faculty a sense of the mindset of this year's incoming freshmen. Here's this year's list:

The people who are starting college this fall across the nation were born in 1998.  

They are too young to remember the space shuttle blowing up.  

Their lifetime has always included AIDS.  

Bottle caps have always been screw off and plastic.


The CD was introduced 7 years before they were born. 


They have always had an answering machine.


They have always had cable. 


They cannot fathom not having a remote control 

 

Popcorn has always been cooked in the microwave. 


They never took a swim and thought about Jaws. 

They can't imagine what hard contact lenses are. 

They don't know who Mork was or where he was from.

They never heard: "Where's the Beef?", "I'd walk a mile for a Camel", or "de plane, Boss, de plane.."  

They do not care who shot J. R. and have no idea who J. R. even is.

Mc Donald's never came in Styrofoam containers.  

They don't have a clue how to use a typewriter. 

Do you feel old yet? Pass this on to the other old fogies on your list. Notice the larger type, that's for those of you who have trouble reading.. 

So have a nice day!!!!! It is good to have friends who know about these things and are still alive and kicking!!!!