So, there we were - three women in their late twenties, lounging on a faux-leather sofa having a nice post-prandial banter with a bunch of friends. Usually it would be just the three of us - me, Si and Em - talking about life, work and relationships - having that Bridget Jones moment which we thought would never come to us, because 'oh no, we're so above that!' But tonight was a farewell party for a friend who was off to Australia for a newer, better job in a newer, better place than sorry-ass England, and the talk frequently turned to career paths, professional exams, work-life balance etc. Cat was talking about a friend who works in computers who did not go to university because she thought it was a waste of time. Instead she plunged straight into work and gained experience and skills on the job. She is only a year older than me but she has been so successful that she has two homes in London and one in San Francisco where she now works from home and makes shedloads of mon...
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and when you go shopping, there seem to be a sea of white haired aunties, mammies and nanas around the stuff you want...
and when you go to concerts, you're surrounded by mammies and daddies boogeying madly, and you make up one of the 20% of the under-30's...
and..when you start using words like 'boogey' or even worse...'youngsters'(cringe)!!!
1. Those whom you find attractive and available are no longer your age, around your age or older. They are younger. Much younger.
2. You go for Seating Area instead of Standing Arena when booking tickets for a concert.
3. The bands you love have either a) disbanded b) died c) become obsolete d) all of the above.
4. You find little point in going clubbing; clubs have become too smoky/loud/crowded/hot/suffocating for your liking.
5. You start complaining about youngsters, starting your sentence with: `Young people these days ... '
6. Your cheeks and your boobs start to head south, amongst other things.
7. You resemble a dried old prune more than a ripe juicy plum.
8. You know what a VHS/floppy disk/black Michael Jackson looks like. You even remember the time when George Michael was straight.
9. You couldn't find much energy, enthusiasm or point in doing the same things you once held as top priority such as staying out all weekend, hanging out at a mamak stall until 4 a.m., cruising around town for boys/girls, meeting new acquaintances, partying all night ... the list goes on. And on and on.
:-)
Hahahahahahaha.
Repeat after me, Mirebella, "I am not a cradle snatcher, I am not a cradle snatcher."
I'll be Oprah and say,
You're only as old as the things you haven't achieved
KJ, don't encourage her! Re: Oprah, Hah, that makes me about one then - that makes me even more depressed.