Everyone I work with is older than me. The youngest is older by four years. So I feel like the baby.
Yesterday, while I was complaining about everyone being older, one of my coworkers suggested I go to the other side of the building and work with the people my age. I said no way cuz they're all idiots. So this led to the teenage girl comparison: I'm like that teenage girl who won't date anyone her own age because they're so immature.
So thanks to the kind-hearted abuse of my colleagues, I'll never complain about feeling young again.
2 comments:
Do you unreasonably cry? That's something teenage girls do. OH, and yell at their moms. Do you yell at your mom?
I don't do either of those things...yet. Give me time.
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