Skip to main content

Three signs that show you are getting on in years

1) All the college kids look really young to you

2) Salespeople call you kak

3) Most of the songs on Mix FM you have in your record collection

Comments

Anonymous said…
and when you go to the ladies', the younger girls retouch their make-up, and you just put eyedrops in...

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)!!!
Mirebella said…
You know you’re getting on a bit when …


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.

:-)
Maryam said…
- you turn 28.

Hahahahahahaha.
Kere said…
LOL Z, those are good ones - I can just see the two of us at Penney's, going through the sale stuff surrounded by grannies and us muttering about how things were cheaper in our day!

Repeat after me, Mirebella, "I am not a cradle snatcher, I am not a cradle snatcher."
Anonymous said…
hahah nice one dikyam!

I'll be Oprah and say,

You're only as old as the things you haven't achieved
Kere said…
Dikyam, you dick.

KJ, don't encourage her! Re: Oprah, Hah, that makes me about one then - that makes me even more depressed.

Popular posts from this blog

December's list

MUSIC Thanks to Maryam for the delights of this month's music. Be patient, Maryam, the world will one day see our special dance. 1) Presidente - KINKY . Singing in Spanish somehow makes everything sound sexier, even if he is singing about politics. Despite the oblique accusations of corruption against the Mexican president, this song is dance-floor hot and guaranteed to shake your booty. (I only use the word 'booty' online because in real life I would never get away with it.) 2) Let's Make Love And Death From Above - CSS . Bizarre title but the song works. Perfect for when returning to the home planet. 3) Ladylike - STORM LARGE & THE BALLS . They've got a name that is just dying for you to make dirty jokes about, but subject matter is serious to all girls who get the mickey taken out of them for not being 'ladylike.' Incidentally, Storm Large was one of the contestants on Rockstar: Supernova. MOVIES Surprisingly, I haven't watched many movies this mo...

The goat

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...

August 2007's list

Books 1. Cloud Atlas – DAVID MITCHELL . I must have bought this book somewhere in 2005 in Waterstones’ and left it to collect dust since. It still has it yellow ‘Buy 3 for 2’ sticker on the front cover; an impulse buy, a book I bought to make myself feel better. I finally picked it up two weeks ago and haven’t been able to put it down since. The book opens with the diary of one Adam Ewing, an American making a hazardous journey across the Pacific in the nineteenth century. Things get a bit hairy for the God-fearing Ewing as he crosses paths with criminals, cut-throats, warring Maoris and an alleged brain-eating parasite. Ewing’s diary ends abruptly on page just as I was wondering if he would survive with brain intact and we skip next to a one-sided correspondence from an impoverished, bisexual rake to his ex-lover while attempting to compose his musical masterpiece in 1930s Europe. Again, his breathless biting story stops short and we move on to three more subsequent characters, each m...