I walked up to the counter at the convenience store and removed my earbuds. As I did, I noticed that this was playing in the store:
Me to clerk: “Such a great song. I haven’t listened to this album in a while.”
Clerk: “Yeah, it’s great.”
Me: “This is what I grew up on. Genesis, Yes, ELP, King Crimson.”
Clerk: “Yeah, I remember my parents listening to this.”
Me: “You remember your parents listening to this?!?! Sweet weeping Jesus.”
And I dejectedly walked out of the store. Picked up my AARP letter from the mailbox on the way home.
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This is a humorous piece that in no way reflects my real views on aging. I say that because people keep reading it and comforting me.