Robb Birthday is coming up in a few days, and he’s asking as a present for some kindness for your fellow man. If it were up to me, and I had godlike powers, I’d make it so Robb doesn’t have to turn 40, and hope that maybe that kindness will be returned when it’s my turn in, err… a year and a half (that soon? Ugh).
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Once you kids get to my side of fifty you’ll realize that forty’s really not such a big deal after all. Now where’s my senior discount?!
40? Piffle. Four decades is merely approaching middle age.
Wait until you are a few months shy of 80 – and still get called a kid by the old guys at the coffee shop.
Old meaning 90 plus. 80 is merely late middle age.
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Tempus fuggedaboutit. I’ll be rounding that corner shortly after you do, and have compounded my infant-induced fractured sleep schedule with a job where I’m on call one week in 3 and have to regularly work nights because that’s when maintenance is performed.