Shit that reminds you that you’re getting old - Re: Fwd: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Fwd: Damn young’uns

All my priorities have been rearranged. I don't really care about getting laid anymore (it'd be nice but whatever) and I watch what I eat & drink without even thinking about it. How I feel on the day-to-day is more important than ever.

On the plus side, i don't have anywhere near the anxiety I used to. I can't be bothered to.
 
Everything hurts

The understanding of danger grows and so does the fear. When I was 14 I had a light motorcycle out on the countryside, it wasn't that fast and topped out at 50mph/80kmh but it was more than enough on crummy dirt roads. One time I drove into the tracks from a lumber truck, it had rained heavily the days before and the trailer of the truck had slipped around in the muddy road so it had dried 3-4" inch deep and very wobbly tracks, like a vinyl record under a microscope.
I didn't go very fast but there was enough momentum to launch me over the handlebars and into the ditch where I landed in the bushes on my back, because I flipped through the air. No helmet, of course. I got up completely unscathed and thought "that was lucky" and continued riding down the dirt roads.

That's not something that makes me special, all kids are like that. Now I have "JESUS THAT WAS CLOSE" moments where I worry that I might slip in the shower and bleed out like my grand father.
 
The day cashiers stop carding you when/if you buy alcohol or cigarettes is the day you are officially old.

A moment that actually jolted me was when a receptionist in her 30's picked up the phone and told her boss that the guy from CompanyA and the man from CompanyB was here. I worked for CompanyB...

It was a promotion as a human, a step up in life, at the same time it felt like getting the heartfelt, life changing and completely unexpected "congratulations, you're the father of a healthy baby boy" when you're just smoking weed at 8pm and dancing with the dog in your living room.
 
Trying to find a computer case with 5.25" external drive bays that isn't also festooned with RGB and tempered glass then realizing that a plurality of people don't have physical media anymore thus don't need the external drive bays.

I booted up Minecraft today to go test the new snapshot nothing else to do and realized that I started playing that game in 2011. I then had to consciously remind myself that 2011 was 9 years ago.

Going to the local retro game store a few months back and seeing a Gamecube among the older stuff like N64, SNES, PS1, etc. and thinking "this is a generation old, why is it here?"
 
I remember what it was like to have dial-up and have to wait ages for the internet to connect. (Also what it was like to have the internet disconnect as soon as someone called you on the phone.)
I remember shitty website designs from the late 1990's, and Geocities.
My younger cousins are now adults. That really makes me feel old.
Watching the music video for Len's "Steal My Sunshine" and realizing that the pregnant woman with the baby now has an adult. Weird.
 
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