I was looking for my unpublished article about being a call center dinosaur when the irony struck me. Geez, I have forgotten (number one age-factor-setting-in symptom) where I saved it. And it dawned on me, if there is anything my friends would like me to write it is about how it feels being old, older.
The first time a full-grown adult (not my children!) disrespectfully called me "mommy," I swear I was in my fighting stance deep inside. You know that feeling when you want to slap somebody but you hold back knowing that old ladies slap or call the police? I had those moments. Later, when I did the math, I realized I am in my early 40s and many of my peers married in their early 20s so some actually have grand children now. Math is an exact science. I know that.