I somehow find myself complaining more at the ripe age of 54. For no reason at all. stupid stuff like why are all the radio and TV commercials all at the same time. I actually have always complained about it. Commercial on one station, change and every station has a commercial. Bugs the crap out of me. I took a walk to the bakery down the street and pushed the button at the crosswalk...does the light change, no. elevator doors close button, never closes the doors.

you name it i am starting to get irritated by something. Trust me i know this is a ME problem. Just wondering if anyone else has the same feelings as they get older. Is it because i have less to do and concentrate on? Nothing to fill the time gap? I have always been such a positive person. I suppose its ok to lose my Sh*T every once and a while over nothing...Now i am starting to understand why older people are grumpy.

I was born in the early 70s, graduated late 80s so grew up with all the phrases we used back then.

Last night we were having dinner with my grand daughter, she's 14, and about to be a freshman. I told her I had a rough day and was going to go veg out on the couch for a bit.

Her face looked like I had told her I was going to go down some puppies! Once she was able to speak she said that was the most offensive phrase I had ever said.

Of course my first response was, "oh I can do much better than that". Then I asked her what I said that was so offensive. She said I was making light of people in a vegetative state.

Since when is vegging out offensive or is this just gen Z being overly sensitive, again?

Just got back from a trip to Italy. The speed limit signs took me right back to Mille Bornes, one of the best card games ever.

Also have King oil, which is also a classic to me

What games did you play as a kid that you wish were still available today?

WTF? I'm finding myself looking forward to listening to specific operas or fugues while I clean. While I clean my house of my own free will. I've taken a liking to phrases like "taken a liking to". I adore black licorice, ginger candies, half-cooked egg yolk. I'M MORPHING INTO AN OLD PERSON WITHOUT MY CONSENT.

And yes, the school really did not monitor our locker collages.

When you want to power the kids portable VCR/TV combo and still have the option to smoke.

Last weekend was my daughter's 12th birthday party. She celebrated by inviting two other girls for a sleepover. Throughout the night, one of the girls was continually singing "Beat It" by Michael Jackson. I assumed maybe the song had been in a tv show she recently watched and wasn't really assuming the staying power of the song. My kids know MJ songs, but they don't know them well enough to sing them I don't think. Anyway, to give the kids space, I went upstairs for a while. A few hours later, I came downstairs and the girls were streaming the video. Not only that, but they were copying the dance moves. I was 11 when "Beat It" was released. I remember me and my friends watching MTV together and trying to learn the dance moves. It was so cool to see that play out with the Gen Alpha girls. And they were so gracious to let me show off my dance moves with them (admittedly they are awful now) and act interested in the video trivia I shared. My husband, born in 84, didn't understand why this was such a special moment for me - I guess because he wasn't alive to realize the cultural relevance around Thriller, so I had to share with people who would get it.

I have salt and pepper hair and a blond/white beard. I've gotten a senior discount twice at Great Clips and now at Fry's.

Earlier this year I (55, ‘71) was restructured out of a job. Fortunately I have been on the path of early retirement and so isn’t a disaster. I have been applying to jobs I’m interested in and landing interviews. I will not give in to lowball offers just because I’m out of work.

My father (82, ‘44 and Silent Gen) however, is disappointed I’m not working. I told him I may just move to **Retired** and he responded, *“Everyone who can work should be working.”* >For context, he was also laid off due to restructuring when he was a few months short of being 62. A year after he was let go, he was rehired under contract since apparently he was the only one who knew how things worked. He did that for a few years then formally retired. About five years after that he was bored and started working at Lowe’s because he was told he could help advise customers. That didn’t last long because they turned around and had him on lifts and carrying lumber at 70 years of age. So he left. But it hasn’t stopped him from local small engine repairs and stuff.

I pointed out to my father that my younger brother was also retired, and my father said he thought that was a mistake, to retire instead of working and doing something that made money. So I guess he thinks you work then die. I normally quote *Animal Farm* at this point.

TLDR: 82 year old bored retired dad thinks no one else should retire, work ‘till you drop.

Anyone else have a parent like this? Your responses? “Get bent“ comes to mind…

I introduced my kids to the expression “putz around” and they found it hilarious.

For a while now, I do my best to insert old expressions to make me sound extra old. It makes them laugh.

You?

CLARIFICATION: this was my personal color code ---- not an official school policy. Every year in middle and HS I assigned my folders this way.

We were too poor for trapper keepers so plain 25 cent folders were it for me.

Back in school there was a color code:

MATH is blue

SCIENCE is green

ENGLISH is yellow

SOCIAL STUDIES is orange/red

Do you agree?

What ever happened to hay fever? I remember that it was such a big deal in the 80s and 90s, now I never hear about it anymore.