Showing posts with label old. Show all posts
Showing posts with label old. Show all posts

Friday, August 31, 2012

Birthday! Everybody get drunk!

My birthday is approaching, I am turning 30?!  Can I really be that old?  I guess so, due to a recent few interactions with people.

At the gym:

Me: Can you tell me what those chains from the barbell are for?
College aged kid: ugh, Yes Sir! They are for accommodating resistance.

He called me sir, I appreciated the answer and being polite.  But he called me sir!  I'm 30 not 40!  This is some bullshit!

I am aware that I have a few gray hairs, but I don't think I am a "sir" yet.


At the store buying beer:

Me: Do you need to see my ID?

Cashier: No, your good.  (note: this was at a walmart, not the store I go to on a weekly basis)

I think this is a prime time to have a mid-life crisis and buy a Ferrari, unfortunately I haven't had enough ads clicked yet to afford said Ferrari.  Based on the ad clicks from this site, I can buy a miniature hotwheels Ferrari...just like the real thing!

Next stop...telling those youngsters to get the fuck off my lawn!!!!

Monday, June 18, 2012

Go the F to sleep

I never understood the hype behind the book "Go the F*** to Sleep".  I appreciated it for the vulgarity, which is pretty f'ing cool, and they fact that Sammy L. Jackson narrated it on You Tube.

Until now... having a child I have reached the point where I completely understand what the book is about. How the hell can a child that hasn't slept for 5-6 hours not take a nap, I'm not talking about a 5 year old, I'm talking about a 10 month old who naps every 3-4 hours on like its her job.  She has all the signs of needing a nap, but you lay her down and nothing. 

As I write this, I realize how old I am and that I have transformed from the guy who used to bitch about the beer not being cold enough, to the old man who bitches about the kid who is not napping and is going to ruin bedtime and she will be crabby for the rest of the afternoon (shit yea that was a hell of a run-on sentence, grammar be damned!!). 

I now join the legions of people understanding why this book is so damn good, cause sometimes you just want to scream " GO THE F*** TO SLEEP!!!"

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