| "You're showing your age," or as I heard it, "I hope your affairs are in order." I'm constantly reminded I'm getting older. For starters, I have to scroll through eight pages just to find my birth year when registering for an app -- does it really need to start at 2023? If my phone had a font option bigger than 'Gigantic,' I'd claim it proudly. Maybe I can convince Apple to add a Flashcard size. And I've started memorizing my dinner order after pretending to be able to read the menu and unintentionally ordering gluten free garnish as an entr. I found a photo from 2005 and couldn't believe twenty years had passed. More troublesome was the fact I was wearing the same shirt looking at the picture as I was in the picture. The Office is timeless so, apparently, is my shirt. |