Hearing their favorite songs on the oldies station.
OK, I can beat that. What about having your kids tell you about a great "new" song, and you can sing along because it's merely a remake?
Do they realize Paul McCartney was in a group before "Wings"?
Finding the first gray hair.
Been there, done that, hit the salon (see yesterday's post).
Not recognizing a line from Ferris Bueller.
What about the Group W Bench? Please tell me I'm not the only one left on the planet who knows what that means.
If I remember these (or the lack thereof) am I old?
Rotary dial phones. No area codes.
No zip codes.
Television was black and white (once we got one)
Mixing the color into margarine.
No home computers.
No cell phones.
No credit cards – stores had "Charge-a-Plates" with different notches for different stores.
"Your Hit Parade" and "Sing along with Mitch" instead of MTV.
Since I had to give a 'defining moment myself, I searched my failing memory banks and decided this would probably be it:
Although I don't really consider myself "old", I did get a bit of a jolt when my son took me to a UCLA game. Now, I'm a Bruin, and was at the school when the team never lost a game, so I figured it would be fun. Only for some reason, they let all these children go to college now. Back when I was there (and sitting in the section behind the broadcast 'booth' where Dick Enberg, the "Voice of the Bruins" did commentary), everyone at the game was MY age.
I guess some people are more sensitive to passing years. My mother refused to tell anyone WHY I was home for a visit when I went to my 20th high school reunion. No kid of hers would be old enough to be out of high school for 20 years. When she became a great grandmother a few months ago, the title didn't bother her as much as dealing with the fact that her daughter was a grandmother. It didn't bother me. I play CCR for the baby along with singing "On Top of Spaghetti". He responds pretty much the same way to both. But you can be sure he'll grow up knowing what the Group W Bench is.
For me, getting older sure beats the alternative. And nobody said I had to grow up.
So -- if you know what the Group W bench is, leave a comment!