rocklady said:You know you're old when you're working on a project and realize you spend more time resting than working.

Sounds like me lately.

You know you're old when:


You cried because you had to wear certain clothes to school as a kid and now when you go shopping they're selling for $$$.00 a piece and the teen agers are in the store fighting to buy them.

---flared jeans (now cleverly called 'boot cut')
---ankle boots
---Earth Shoes (except now they're white and they call them tennis shoes)
---ripped, frayed jeans and white streaked ones that sell for a fortune.
(growing up these used to be nice jeans until they ripped or you spilt bleach on them by accident; then they became your 'play clothes')
--concert t-shirts
(You went to the concert. The 26year standing next to you in the store is the one asking, 'Who's Jim Morrison and what's a Led Zeppelin?")
---jean jackets with patches you put on them.
---iron on decals for t-shirts and decorated jeans with rhinestones.
---Maxi dresses.
---hip huggers (now called 'low rise' jeans)
---peasant blouses and prairie skirts
--tie-dyed anything.
---ethnic, tribal hair styles, and vintage 1950s pompadours for guys and 1960s bouffant-like hairstyles for girls (now mostly worn by people to which these styles are ill suited)

---green, purple, orange and red hair often shaved in the back or on the sides. ( also now adopted by people this look does not suit)
I dunno, when I was in college we called this 'punk' . We also got made fun of when we rode the public bus. Combat boots fall into this category too. Gives new meaning to the phrase, "Your mother wears combat boots."

--black eyeliner that made your eyes look like two burnt holes in a blanket complete with 9 coats of thick gooey mascara that made your lashes look like spider legs.

---Lip gloss. (LipSmackers and Bonne Bell) that were thick and gooey and came in weird flavors. Now they're made by every cosmetic company.

I am no longer donating my clothes to the Good Will.
They will be on EBay.

And if you really want to have some fun embarrassing these 'kids' let them buy all this stuff, put it on and strut around in it. Then say, "Wow! You look great! You remind me of someone I know!"

Pull out all the old photos of you when you were their age and then go, "Oh yeah. I know who you remind me of now. You look just like me! See...."

Right on target!

No. Not Target........ the back of my closet!

Hey....
Anyone remember when 'The Dead Kennedys" and "Black Flag" were punk rock bands NOT people you studied in History class or stuff you use to kill spiders?

WOOF !!! Sic 'em.

I need to train my dog better!!!

Bring her over.

I got 3 kids next door and their 2 snotty barely post teen parents across the street from me.

The mother sent a text to my HOME phone and then wondered why I didn't text back.

You know you are getting old when you get all the way to the entrance of Walmart and realize that you are wearing your slippers. Gene

Starting with a good laugh today:

gasrocks said:You know you are getting old when you get all the way to the entrance of Walmart and realize that you are wearing your slippers. Gene

That DOES seem a little over-dressed for Walmart, Gene...

Definitely overdressed Gene

If you had added the robe, pjs and just climbed out of bed hair then you would have fit right in.

Love the joke about the hot flash! Keep in mind they're not hot flashes they're power surges!



As for Wal-Mart my CRS (can't remember s***) Syndrome is so bad I have to park in aisle 8! Aisle 8 and only aisle 8! Spent a 1/2 wandering around looking for my car. Absolutely panicked as I believed it was stolen. Well half an hour later I found it in aisle 8 of the parking lot.

So for now on anytime I go to Wal-Mart I ONLY park in aisle 8. I don't care if aisle 4, 6 or 11 have front space parking. I ONLY park in aisle 8 even if it means parking almost to the street. At least I know where my car is and I'll only have to wander around 20 minutes looking for it.

If I am forced to park in some other aisle due to aisle 8 being filled up I keep a black sharpie in the car. Yes...I write on the back of my hand with the Sharpie what aisle I parked in!

I've adopted the aisle 8 policy no matter where I go: grocery store, mall, movies, etc.

Hey...inconvenience and a walk but it beats walking around with a shopping cart like a homeless person and swearing, or talking out loud like a schizophrenic.

As for wardrobe selection well...I still can't bring myself to wear slippers or jammies out in public but let's just say I don't look like I'm strutting the catwalk when I roam around the place.

I got this peeve about flip-flops too. O.K. when I was growing up and even now flip-flops were reserved for pedicures, the beach, the swimming pool, the public showers at the gym, back yard sitting on the patio and maybe the occasional quick shuffle to the mailbox.

They were never 'fashion' footwear or daily shoes to be worn out in public. Now understand, I consider a sandal anything that has a 'strap' or band around the ankle that adheres the sandal to the foot so it doesn't literally flip-flop.

Can anyone please...please...please explain something to me. I see this so much it befuddles me. People in long sleeves, coats, long pants AND flip flops. Then they are shivering and saying they're cold.

My other favorite is why do people feel the compulsion to wear wool/fleece line Ugh boots that come up to their mid shins when it is 110+ and wear them with the shortest shorts that are hugging their but cheeks literally and tank tops and then they complain they're sweating.

Seriously...if anyone does these things can you PUH-LEASE explain to me the logic behind these fashion statements and dress codes? I'm genuinely confused and need some kind of explanation in regards to this so called 'logic'.

Oh my other peeve is why is it the fatter someone is the tighter it has to be and the less of it is worn-by deliberate choice. What's with this?

I mean we all come in different shapes and sizes and there is always something to flatter everybody and every body and nobody should be 'ashamed' of their body but seriously...does nobody own a full length mirror anymore? If they do own one when they look in it do they not think, "Uh...this is a Glamor Don't! "

What's with this stuff in public?

AG

Don't feel bad. For every store I go to I have a favorite parking stall. I try to park in the same stall every visit. I do not think of that as a sign of my mental health, just being efficient. Sweat pants. I wear them at home when I am alone but always change into "real" pants if I know company is coming. Would not dream of wearing them to a store. Gene

AgaveGirl1 I think the only thing on the list that I am guilty of is the flip flops. I wear them all summer long, but not the cheap kind, I have to wear ones with a little support, and wear the Olukai. When I wear sandals with a strap in the back they are uncomfortable. I guess I'm just a strappy kind of person