Old? Me? (Some More Signs)

You know you're getting on a bit when...

you hurt your back slicing cheese.
Not even particularly hard cheese either.

You actually utter the words

"what happened to good old fashioned manners?"

You prefer 'sensible' cute shoes
and scoff at the length of belts so-called skirts "these days".

You call pubs and clubs by their names from over ten years ago.

You think the music is too loud...at the shopping centre.

You draft an email of complaint about service standards - and send it.

The thought of three 'big' Saturday nights in a row scares you.

You can no longer get your head around lining up for over two hours to enter a bar
- and then waiting another half hour to pay ridiculous prices for a drink.

You no longer think you're invincible and half expect some new health 'issue' to pop up on a weekly basis.

You wish they wouldn't always resort to foul language and sexual overtones in every single pop song.

You think friends in their twenties are just beautiful babies with their whole lives ahead of them.

You find yourself hanging out for a cup of tea.
Actual tea - not 'code' for anything else. Just tea.

You shake your head at what you (and your child) hear on breakfast radio in the car.

The attendant at Santaland is an ex-student who is about to get married.

You type the words 'getting on a bit'.


Or so I hear, anyway.
Shar :-)