Mine? At a bar one night in the Pacific Northwest, and the babydyke working the door had no idea who Oingo Boingo was.
I was three years older than the very first intern I trained at my job. I remember thinking it felt really strange that I was supposed to be an expert teaching these kids job skills and I'd only been at it three years longer than them. During the downtime we'd talk about music and TV shows and general celebrity gossip things. This last May I was shuffling through applicants and realized that the college sophomore I had just interviewed was born the year I graduated high school. I can't be 18 years older than them...there's no way. But then I realized that my role apart from supervisor has changed. I've gone from being the person the same age who was lucky enough to have a full staff position to something of a big sister to "mom" worrying about them when they don't call in and bringing things for the staff fridge so that when they take a long shift they still get a healthy meal rather than a cup of coffee. I guess one day I'll be "work grandma". That was when it hit me that I'm old and that I'm just going to keep getting older.
I'm only 17, but realizing that "kids these days" doesn't really mean me anymore, and the fact that in less than a year I'll have to go to college and vote and stuff. It doesn't make me old, but it makes me realize that I'm not really a "kid" anymore. It's part depressing, and part awesome.
You are not old. Not physically, mentally, or any interpretation of the word. In fact, you're heading into what could arguably be the most amazing decade of your life. Your 20s is when you really get to discover not only who you are, but who you want to be in this world. It's an exciting and sometimes confusing time, but it's so, so amazing. You're gonna love it.
I know I'm not old and I know I'm going into a great time of my life (Sometimes it feels like anything would be better than high school), but it's just weird not being a "kid" anymore. It's like, my whole life I was kind of just given free reign to do whatever, and if I started worrying about something, someone would step in and say "Oh, don't worry about that. You're a kid, go have fun." Now, it's like I have to get a job and do well in school so I can go to college and stuff. Everything went from "Do whatever" to "Plan the rest of your life" so fast. I have to figure out taxes and savings and all of that good stuff. Sometimes I wish I was like 10 again, because everything was taken care of for me. But, at the same time, I can't wait until my 20's.
I was walking past a magazine stand and saw a music mag with a cover feature about the albums I loved in high school being 20 years old. I went home and made a Spotify playlist of them all.
A mother was walking hand-in-hand with her young daughter. The girl tugged on the mother's jacketed arm and pointed at me. "Look mommy, a man on a bicycle!" A man. Was I a man? No, I was that kid people mistake for a teenage employee at department stores. The kid whose ID get squinted looks when buying aerosols, who can't buy PEGI-18 without an interrogation. Men are old. Not like me.
I had an inkling a few years ago when I realized I was thrilled I never had kids because I simply don't have the patience for them anymore. But it really struck me last year when I got a pixie cut and saw there was a LOT of grey hair hidden under my locks. The thing is I've got several years left in me and I don't really feel old on a day-to-day basis. But those grey hairs are telling a different story. :)
As I said, I've got some good years left in me and I've actually gotten some lovely comments on the grey so I'm going to keep a spring in my step as I totter into "old age" - at least until the hips and knees start to go. ;)
Thanks! My dad was just like that with his grey, but it took my brother an additional decade and now me (I'm the oldest) so I think I'm on a decent schedule for getting them. I actually love my hair, but seeing the amount of grey for the first time after that haircut was a surprise, lol.
I am 25 and I could careless about what new single is out or going to some club. I do not listen to most of the new rappers out now.
I was in my tree house deciding whether or not I could see myself spending the rest of my life with this girl I had a crush on. It was first grade. Even back then as a child, I never felt like wasting time. I was always playing the long game. I didn't realize I was old back then, but looking back, yeah, I was old to begin with. Truthfully though, I started realizing I was actually old when I didn't have time to learn to be good at video games anymore. Not only "be good at them," but I'm lucky if I can make it past tutorials anymore. They're just so darned complex now-a-days. edit: Ahh, you said "moment." I'll get back to you.