How Old Am I?
Signs you are getting old:
I was out to dinner tonight to celebrate the end of a three month long training project at work that did not directly relate to my job (just a lot of extra work). At one point, Nells (PhillyPhanatic's wife) made a comment about how two of our newer hires at work were celebrating their 21st birthday today. We were all wondering why people would be in such a rush to graduate college and start working full-time at such a young age. It also happens to be Nells's birthday today. She made a comment about turning twenty-six and I did a double take. I started wondering how she could be as old as me given that I've been working at the company for one year longer than her.
Then it occurred to me. I'm twenty-seven. I don't think that has sunk in since my birthday last month. In fact, whenever someone has asked me how old I am for the past year or so, I had to think for a second before responding. I don't even remember how old I am anymore. That freaks me out.
I long for those days of yore when not only did I know my exact age, but I knew my age to the appropriate quarter year. I find it cute when kids brag about being "five and three-quarters", though part of me wants to tell them that they shouldn't be in any rush to get to that next year.
Twenty-seven. Scary. :(
I was out to dinner tonight to celebrate the end of a three month long training project at work that did not directly relate to my job (just a lot of extra work). At one point, Nells (PhillyPhanatic's wife) made a comment about how two of our newer hires at work were celebrating their 21st birthday today. We were all wondering why people would be in such a rush to graduate college and start working full-time at such a young age. It also happens to be Nells's birthday today. She made a comment about turning twenty-six and I did a double take. I started wondering how she could be as old as me given that I've been working at the company for one year longer than her.
Then it occurred to me. I'm twenty-seven. I don't think that has sunk in since my birthday last month. In fact, whenever someone has asked me how old I am for the past year or so, I had to think for a second before responding. I don't even remember how old I am anymore. That freaks me out.
I long for those days of yore when not only did I know my exact age, but I knew my age to the appropriate quarter year. I find it cute when kids brag about being "five and three-quarters", though part of me wants to tell them that they shouldn't be in any rush to get to that next year.
Twenty-seven. Scary. :(
posted by GaryGinew at 8:25 PM
3 Comments:
Welcome to your late 20s, Gary!!
I was telling a coworker that I am starting to feel my age (she's 5 years older than us). Her words of encouragement? Something about how it was at 27 she noticed her metabolism slowing down...and at 30 she noticed random deposits of fat without any change in diet or exercize.
Hooray for growing old!
Mpls Ju,
27 rounds down to 25. Not up to 30. That defines us as in our mid-twenties. As an actuary, I think that logic/math is rock-solid.
You can still call yourself late-twenties, but don't drag me down into your world.
I agree with Gary's result, but not his methodology.
Look at it this way, what's the biggest life change in your twenties? Obviously, it's turning 21 and all the exciting things (rum, beer, gin, rum...) that come with it.
Being that 21 is the biggest change, it must follow that 21 is where you go from your early-twenties to mid-twenties.
Of course, in keeping with symmetry, the one year that makes up the early-twenties must equal the one year that makes up the late-twenties (29.)
Therefore, ages 21-28 are mid-twenties.
QED
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