Old age. It has a funny way of catching up to you. At some point in time, father time will tap you on the shoulder. It'll be that day you realize that you have the volume on the TV at 25...or that day when you're squinting while trying to read the newspaper even though it's 3 inches from your face. We're all over 25. And now you're "officially getting old." However, there's a difference between "getting old" and "being too old" for something.
Ask yourself this question...When was the last time you uttered or thought to yourself..."I'm too old for this". If you're over 25, then there's a good chance you've had that thought once or twice. If you're over 30, then you've probably said it on a few occasions. Was it the time you found yourself "playing games" with your significant other? And you uttered the words..."I'm too old for this. I'm tired of playing these games with her/him." Was it when you did 30 minutes on the treadmill and you were sore for 3 days. And you thought..."I'm too old for this." Was it the time when you went to a club and you're dressed very nice but everybody else in in jeans and sneakers. You spent the whole night waiting for
your song to be played but they kept playing songs by some dude named Souljah Boy. And you thought..."I'm too old for this."
For me, it happened last month not long after my 35th birthday. I went to the mall and I wandered into a music store to check out the new music. When I walked in the store, I noticed that the store was empty. The only people who were in the store was the 2 young male employees who were behind the register. After being in the store for a minute or two, I overheard a conversation that they were having that was beginning to get heated. The two dudes starting slinging curse words at each other. There was no regard for each other and none for me, either. One kid walked from behind the register and almost fell down because his pants were baggy enough to fit another body and he had no belt. As they continued to curse each other out with F bombs, I said "EXCUSE ME". And they looked at me like I was crazy. They didn't realize that they were not only embarrassing themselves but their employer as well. I asked the kid to come over to where I was standing. I told him that not only was he being disrespectful to everyone in the store. I also asked him to go purchase a belt b/c "nobody in this store wants to see your underwear." He looked at me real strange. His look said "I can't believe that this old man is talking to me like this." He just simply replied "Aiiight, sir." As I left the store, I thought "I'm too old for this." I can't try to police these young dudes. To make matters worse, he called me "sir"...that
really made me feel old!
