I'm on a lot of these same pages, especially in light of my current adventure status. Between that and the inevitable and unfortunate coincidence that I had a Very Bad Day on this date in 1996 - which doesn't seem like it can possibly have been 14 years ago - I'm a little out of balance now, but:
I don't want to be one of those awkward frozen-in-time people who[...] haunt college campuses[...] when they really ought to have moved on.
When I walked into the classroom for the first lecture in Fundamentals of Public Speaking back in August, the instructor hadn't arrived yet, and the kids immediately quieted down a little; it took me a moment to realize that it was because they thought I was the instructor.
Who turned out, when she did arrive a few moments later, to be a grad student, 25, 26 years old.
I felt vaguely uneasy for the rest of that... well, I'll let you know if it goes away, actually, it hasn't yet.
What's really going to be funny is if I actually manage to get all the way through this adventure, I'll be turning up for entry-level engineering job interviews. With my grey beard. At least you haven't got that to contend with. :)
But yeah, it's been popping into my head more and more often lately that when my dad was the age I am now, I already had my driver's license and everything. I turned my back for a couple of minutes, and suddenly my grandparents are in their 80s, I mean, what?
I can see only one viable course of action. We're going to have to spin the planet backward.
Or, failing that, you could buy an unsuitable hat and learn to enjoy telling the people who criticize your hairstyle that you have socks older than they are. I'm kind of reaching the point now, exacerbated by my daily dealings with actual college-age people, where I'm a bit looking forward to being genuinely old, apart from the inconvenient fact that it'll be at the wrong end of my lifespan. But they keep telling me medical science will have that cracked by the time I get there, if I can avoid being hit by a bus in the meantime! :)
Oh, and: happy birthday, and for the record, if it wouldn't get me pummelled, I still totally would. ;)
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Date: 2010-12-16 04:17 am (UTC)I don't want to be one of those awkward frozen-in-time people who[...] haunt college campuses[...] when they really ought to have moved on.
When I walked into the classroom for the first lecture in Fundamentals of Public Speaking back in August, the instructor hadn't arrived yet, and the kids immediately quieted down a little; it took me a moment to realize that it was because they thought I was the instructor.
Who turned out, when she did arrive a few moments later, to be a grad student, 25, 26 years old.
I felt vaguely uneasy for the rest of that... well, I'll let you know if it goes away, actually, it hasn't yet.
What's really going to be funny is if I actually manage to get all the way through this adventure, I'll be turning up for entry-level engineering job interviews. With my grey beard. At least you haven't got that to contend with. :)
But yeah, it's been popping into my head more and more often lately that when my dad was the age I am now, I already had my driver's license and everything. I turned my back for a couple of minutes, and suddenly my grandparents are in their 80s, I mean, what?
I can see only one viable course of action. We're going to have to spin the planet backward.
Or, failing that, you could buy an unsuitable hat and learn to enjoy telling the people who criticize your hairstyle that you have socks older than they are. I'm kind of reaching the point now, exacerbated by my daily dealings with actual college-age people, where I'm a bit looking forward to being genuinely old, apart from the inconvenient fact that it'll be at the wrong end of my lifespan. But they keep telling me medical science will have that cracked by the time I get there, if I can avoid being hit by a bus in the meantime! :)
Oh, and: happy birthday, and for the record, if it wouldn't get me pummelled, I still totally would. ;)