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Signs that you are no longer a kid (or even close)…

technodoll
April 4th, 2006, 07:11 PM
Signs that you are no longer a kid (or even close)…

You're asleep, but others worry that you're dead.
You can live without sex, but not without glasses.
Your back goes out more than you do.
You buy a compass for the dash of your car.
You are proud of your lawn mower.
You sing along with the elevator music.
You would rather go to work than stay home sick.
You constantly talk about the price of gasoline.
You enjoy hearing about other people's operations.
You consider coffee one of the most important things in life.
You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.
People call at 9 pm. And ask, "Did I wake you?"
You answer a question with "Because I said so!"
The end of your tie doesn't come anywhere near the top of your pants.
You know what the word equity means.
You can't remember the last time you laid on the floor to watch television.
Your ears are hairier than your head.
You talk about "good grass" and you're referring to someone's lawn.
You get into a heated argument about pension plans.
You have a party and the neighbors don't even realize it.

dmc123
April 4th, 2006, 07:29 PM
Those are too good! Good, good, good! LOL I relate to some of these, but roomie related to more, LOL :)

Diane

jawert1
April 4th, 2006, 07:30 PM
Signs that you are no longer a kid (or even close)…
You sing along with the elevator music.

What's worse is when that elevator music is Led Zepplin or Bad Company (yes they played that at work the other day and I almost died)

jesse's mommy
April 4th, 2006, 07:32 PM
What's worse is when that elevator music is Led Zepplin or Bad Company (yes they played that at work the other day and I almost died)

I heard the Grateful Dead not too long ago.

mummummum
April 4th, 2006, 07:56 PM
You read the Obit's
You're going to bed as "the kids" are just going out
You stay in a job you dislike because you're "vested" and may soon be able to "factor out"
You have to post a check list of all the pills you're supposed to take and when
You have to ask what hip-hop culture and urban music means
CBC - 1 radio is too "young" for you now
You have to "do the math" before you can tell someone your age
You remember poetry readings and coffee houses
You went to nightclubs which had a Ladies and Escorts entrance
You remember having to wear hat and gloves to church
And worse, you remember when mass was ONLY said in Latin
Your curfew as a 16 year old was 8 p.m.
...okay was this supposed to be a mood lightener hear - lemme take a swig of my geritol, I'll be right back...

technodoll
April 4th, 2006, 08:33 PM
LOL! no no, add away to the list! life is too short :)

Prin
April 4th, 2006, 09:10 PM
"You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge. " <--- that one saved me (along with the hairy ears). Whew. I'm not old.

mummummum
April 4th, 2006, 09:14 PM
Okay, okay...
The big-city adventure of your week as a 10 year old was twirling on the stools at the Woolworth's soda fountain counter with your Mum having a gingerale float, a grill cheese sandwich with a pickle and potato chips on the side
Your family night out was the drive-in Sonny's or A&W where waitresses rollerskated out with your order and then you went (in your jammies)to one of the SEVERAL drive-in theatres nearby
You remember movies where one foot had to be on the floor at all times if there was a man, a woman and a bed
In all tv shows and movies, couples always slept in twin beds
You never considered yourself a prude until you went shopping for clothing for 12 year olds
You remember "feminine products" being sold in brown paper packets but of course you never spoke of such matters
Your allowance was comparatively VERY high at 10 cents a week and you really had to WORK for it
You remember when it was considered to be exotic to use curry in your devilled eggs
Knicky-Knicky-Nine doors was the most "dangerous" game to play as a kid
Transistor radios and portable record players were "new technology"
You were the first family in your neighbourhood to have a coloured TV

Okay - now I'm really gonna have to break out a chaser of Geritol with Gingko Biloba...I've forgtten what this thread was about.

Writing4Fun
April 5th, 2006, 08:29 AM
Oh, gosh! I remember going to the drive-in in my jammies! Five kids in the back of a bright yellow Hornet wagon. Good times! :D We try to do that with our kids at least once a year now. Except now it's only two kids and the dog in the back of a green Honda CR-V.

Hairy ears! This is funny (but I hope my husband doesn't read this or he'll be furious with me for writing it on here). He went to get a hair cut the other day. When he came home, he had those little hair trimmings all over his ears, so I tried to brush them off. One on the inside of his ear was being very stubborn, so I tried to pick it off - but I soon realized that it was actually growing there. :eek: You know you're getting old when hair stops growing where you want it to, and starts growing where you don't want it to. :p

Rick C
April 5th, 2006, 08:46 AM
A sign you're no longer a kid is when its no longer "fun" to run 10 miles in 30+ Celcius heat at high noon.

Now, its potentially fatal.

That's when I knew I wasn't a kid anymore. :eek:

Rick C
www.goldentales.ca

papillonmama
April 5th, 2006, 09:10 AM
lol Rick!


When most of your stories start with, "I remember when...."

technodoll
April 11th, 2006, 06:37 PM
i found more! :D

8 AM is your idea of “sleeping in”.
Neighbors borrow your tools.
Others ask for your recipes.
People ask what color your hair USED to be.
The only reason you're still awake at 4 AM is indigestion.
The phone rings and you hope its not for you.
The service station attendant lets you pump your gas before paying.
You answer a question with “... Because I said so!”
You can live without sex, but not without your glasses.
You can't remember the last time you laid on the floor to watch television.
You consider coffee one of the most important things in life.
You don't like to drive after dark.
You don't remember when you got that mole... or the one next to it.
You enjoy watching the News.
You know all the warning signs of a heart attack.
You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.
You paint walls for a reason other than getting your deposit back.
You point out what buildings used to be where.
You quit trying to hold in your stomach, no matter who walks into the room.
You rake the yard without being told to.
You really do want a new washing machine for your birthday.
You routinely check the oil in your car.
You say the words, “Turn that music down!”
You start Christmas shopping in August.
You start singing along with the elevator music.
You wear black socks with sandals.
You write ‘Thank You’ notes without being told.
You're proud of your lawnmower.
Your best friend is dating someone half their age AND isn't breaking any laws.
Your car has four doors.
You've owned clothes so long that they've come back into style - TWICE.

mummummum
April 11th, 2006, 09:01 PM
* you are the go-to grrrl at work - not because you are so terribly smart - only because you are the living repository of the Mothership's "institutional memory"
* your vacuum cleaner is older than some of your colleagues
* you miss big band music and dancing at the bandshell
* you are amazed to a friend's parents are still alive let alone well
*where you used to dance up a storm into the wee hours every weekend, one spin with the mop has you taking a "breather"
* you have more face creams and wrinkle potions than purses
* YOU don't remember exactly what colour your hair used to be

technodoll
April 11th, 2006, 09:11 PM
LOL! better to laugh than to cry :p

but don't you just love having no curfews and all the allowance you want for candy? :highfive:

mummummum
April 11th, 2006, 09:28 PM
LOL! better to laugh than to cry :p

but don't you just love having no curfews and all the allowance you want for candy? :highfive:

Sure - if I wasn't too darn tired to "stay up past my bedtime" and my teeth wouldn't crack in half when I eat candy !!!!!:crazy:

technodoll
April 11th, 2006, 09:33 PM
ROTFLMAO!! aweee c'mon... we can always let the toffee melt in our mouths! :D

mummummum
April 11th, 2006, 09:47 PM
okay okay...
* you remember taking your nickel allowance and buying a bag of: saltwater taffy, MacIntosh toffee, Blackcat chewing gum, Lola's, the tart-powder-in-thick-paper-tube-with-the-licorice-straw thingy, licorice babies, wax lips with the squirty liquid inside
* you remember watching the Friday nite "Baby Blues" - and thinking they were awfully R-A-C-E-Y !!!!
* you remember when people spelled out S-E-X because it wasn't "seemly" to say the word
*you know what I'm talking about when I say Joe Namath knows his roses

technodoll
April 11th, 2006, 09:56 PM
WAX LIPS! lol omg i was just talking about those with a friend last week, she's 26 and of course has never heard of them... hmmm! lookit what today's kids are missing, LOL! :p

Bushfire2000
April 11th, 2006, 10:44 PM
This is too funny for words.
Some of my kids friends have never even been to a drive in.
And I would love a washer for a birthday present.
My life is over. I should just pull the covers over my head now. It's way past bedtime anyhow.

Writing4Fun
April 12th, 2006, 09:57 AM
* you remember taking your nickel allowance and buying a bag of: saltwater taffy, MacIntosh toffee, Blackcat chewing gum, Lola's, the tart-powder-in-thick-paper-tube-with-the-licorice-straw thingy, licorice babies, wax lips with the squirty liquid inside
OMG! OK, maybe not a nickel, but I remember when it cost a dime to ride the city bus and a quarter would get me this massive bag of candy from the local convenience store. The owner's name was "Al" and he knew all the kids by name, and no one thought he was a freak for it or had "ulterior motives". He would let us stand there for hours, picking out things that cost 5 for $0.01. And if you didn't have enough money for the same stuff your buddies were buying, he'd let you take it anyway.

That was back in the day when we'd all run rampant through the neighbourhood without anyone worrying about us being kidnapped or beat up. Lawn darts were actually sharp, pointy metal things that you lobbed into the air, and surprisingly, everyone knew to get out of the way when it was landing. You learned how to swim when someone tossed you into a pool. "Play dates" were when you and the boy next door pretended to be at a restaurant. My parents never had to check the park for needles or broken bottles before allowing me to play on the playground equipment. Heck, my parents never came to the park with me!

technodoll
April 12th, 2006, 10:16 AM
gosh YEAH.... we would spend DAYS outside with no parent in sight, playing in the garden or fields or building tree houses in the woods, only coming in for lunch and running back out again... barefoot in the summer and the only dangerous things were bees and bush brambles! we hiked over to the river to fish with dad and hooked our own worms (which we dug from the garden with real tools), and fell off our bikes and got scrapes (no helmets back then either...) and survived to tell the tale. sigh. i am SO HAPPY we didn't have computers and 151 channels of crap on the tv! we spent hours in the library and read real books (Hardy Boys anyone?), in the winter we built forts in the snow until our faces were red and stiff from the cold and oh hot chocolate felt soo good after that... then Legos topped the day! :D

Skryker
April 12th, 2006, 11:51 AM
*SIGH* It's a whole different world now. I feel bad for my daughter because she never got that freedom of running around and just doing stuff, without an adult planning every moment for safety. Now if you see a group of kids on the street, your first reaction is, "What are THEY up to? Isn't anyone watching them?" instead of wondering what game they are playing.

When's the last time you saw a group of kids skipping or playing jumpsies or Stop outside? Or Hide and Seek-that's now a parent's worst nightmare-your kid is somewhere outside, and not only do you not know where they are, neither do their friends. :sad:

Lawn darts were actually sharp, pointy metal things that you lobbed into the air, and surprisingly, everyone knew to get out of the way when it was landing.

Yep, and we played tackle football in the park with no padding, bike tag, piggy back tag and all sorts of rough games. Remember Red Rover? Banned from schoolyards now. I'm surprised they still play Murderball in gym-and call it murderball. My husband shakes his head all the time and wonders how these poor kids are going to survive when no one lets them get even their feelings hurt. What's going to happen when they have to decide for themselves what's safe?

Skryker
April 12th, 2006, 11:57 AM
More signs you aren't a kid:

You say things like "You'd better wear a sweater. It's cold out there!"
You suddenly realize that that song you're singing along with is 20 or 30 years old.
The kids of your teen idols are all grown up now.
The kids you babysat are getting married and having kids of their own.
Teenagers respectfully call you "Ma'am".
You have to explain to a child not only what a record player is, but what a record is.
You remember being the remote control for the TV and the stereo.
You hear parental fav sayings like "Shut that door! Do you think I'm paying to heat the outside?" and realize that it's coming from your mouth. :eek:

mummummum
April 12th, 2006, 08:10 PM
Ugghh ...I remember the first time some young whippersnapper called me the dreaded Ma'am..I felt wrinkles and a stoop forming on the SPOT!

* that farmer's field where you used to steal chestnuts and apples and chase his cows is now a huge mall in the middle of an "older subdivision"
* now you look askance at a family with four children and then remember that that used to be a "normal" family size and many families had 6-10-14 kids whether they were well-off or poor
*you have use Google to see if Chuck Berry is still alive (I did and he is)
*the only password you had to memorize was the one to get you into the "secret fort", now you have so many pin's and passwords you have a special address book JUST for them
*you didn't own blue jeans because well ...I don't think they were made except for farmers (and now you live in them...)
* you remember the marvels of Expo 67
*the scariest rides at the carnivals and ex's then are the "lamest" now
*you require translation when anyone under twenty speaks (You are phat! Hey ya got any 420? Props to my mains!)
*you have three pairs of glasses on chains and you still can't find a pair when you need them
*you admonish mere acquaintances and even perfect strangers who are under 40 for not wearing a hat and gloves in the cold
*you need to read previous posts to see if you are repeating yourself!!!

Prin
April 13th, 2006, 12:57 AM
How about when somebody behind you at a red light revs their engine, you look at them, shake your head and give a finger wag?
(Some old man did that to me yesterday :D)

At first, I was feeling old, but the longer you guys go at it, the younger I feel. :D

But then some punk calls me ma'am or "madame" instead of madamoiselle and then the old comes back again.

Ma'am should be abolished. I'd rather be called Mzzz. (You know, Ms.?)

Writing4Fun
April 13th, 2006, 08:37 AM
The first time anyone called me ma'am was when I was at a dude ranch (read: western-style resort specifically geared for city dwellers to spend a week-end smelling like horses). He was a 21 year old cowboy with the cutest southern drawl. So, whenever someone calls me ma'am, it brings back memories of that cowboy and the great time I had at the dude ranch. :D :thumbs up

Teenagers respectfully call you "Ma'am". I can honestly say that has never happened. I have yet to come across a teen I'm not related to who will refer to me with respect in any manner. The fact that this annoys me is yet another sign that I'm not getting any younger. :evil:

Gazoo
April 13th, 2006, 09:21 AM
when the clothing you wore in junior high.......

is cool in junior high again....

Rick C
April 13th, 2006, 11:11 AM
when the clothing you wore in junior high.......

is cool in junior high again....

I couldn't believe platform shoes and bell bottom pants made a comeback.

My clothes are so old they're back in style again.

Now . . . . . if only that white, vested, bell-bottomed suit could be worn again.

Rick C
www.goldentales.ca

Gazoo
April 13th, 2006, 05:54 PM
I couldn't believe platform shoes and bell bottom pants made a comeback.

My clothes are so old they're back in style again.

Now . . . . . if only that white, vested, bell-bottomed suit could be worn again.

Rick C
www.goldentales.ca


Leisure Suit Rick???