
Today, as I was walking back in my office building (read: stadium) from running errands at lunch one of the nice young football players decided to hold the door open for me. “What a nice young man!” I thought to myself – in all honesty I like when the guys think enough NOT to slam the door in my face.
So I say “thank you” and smile then IT happened.
The young man, who was obviously a frosh - seeing as I did not recognize him - says to me:
"Hey, are you the lady that took our pictures for the website? When are they going to be up? "

What is this, am I 40? For goodness sake I have a Facebook account, darnit! I am young and fun!
Granted I should see it as a sign of respect, I guess, but oh, how old do I feel? I might as well suck down a Centrum Silver with a glass of Metamucil for dinner.
I feel as if this was one of those defining moments and Coco and I REALLY need to carry-out our plan to get an MTV show just to prove to everyone how young we are.
She has already made contact with their people and I think the email looked a little like this:
Dear MTV,
The Overachiever and I are way more awesome than any of the current programs that you have on your channel. We could be the next “Rich Girls”,

Thank you for your consideration,
Frick and Frack©
PS – TRADEMARKED!! Don’t steal MTV - -- I am onto you!!
PPS – The originators of that nickname are the only people allowed to call us “ladies” – and it must be proceeded by “HEEEEEELLLLLOOOOO”. Oh and it totally helps they are way older than us and will inhabit the Raisin Ranch before we do!
1 comment:
Sorry lady, 40 is the new 25.
And, worse news for you ... 25 is the new 40.
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