You 30-something "old" folks have the following to look forward
to:
Having to take off your glasses to see what you're working on
under the race car because, even though you're nearsighted,
you're rapidly becoming farsighted as well, then spending
fifteen minutes looking for your f***ing glasses because you have
CRS (Can't Remember Shit) and finally finding them because you
stepped on them, then trying to put the lens you knocked out back
in with your fingers covered with gearlube or brake fluid and
then having to wipe them off with a shop rag so you can see well
enough (barely) to wash your hands, which you've gotta do so you
can get your glasses completely reassembled and clean again. So
you can see to get the tool you forgot to bring with you in the
first place and get back under the car....
Being stove up for two days because you had to do a clutch job or
a head gasket.
Hearing your knees or your hips or your neck when you move. Or,
better yet, having other people hear them.
Getting a hangover from two (OK, maybe three ;<) beers. Having a
hangover last more than a day.
Having to put sunscreen on top of your head (and wearing a big
hat, too) because there's not enough hair left up there to keep
you from getting burned.
Telling your kids not to do the stuff you used to love doing when
you were their age.
Jay "well, it's not that bad if you can laugh at it" Mitchell
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