So I Know I'm Getting Old ..........

........... because when the cute little 19 year old in the mosh pit at the Switchfoot concert tried to hit on me, my first reaction was, "Oh bless your little heart" in just the tone of voice your mother uses when some young tip-hungry waiter insists with a wink that he really must card her for her drink.

And the part that makes me REALLY old? The whole thing started because he thought I was flirting with him, while I was just trying to brush his shaggy hair out of his eyes because if he could see properly then maybe he's STAND UP STRAIGHT, FOR PETE'S SAKE.