Age Brackets

I am in an age bracket.

Yes, I already know that I have always been in an age bracket, thank you peanut gallery. I mean an AGE bracket with the capital letters and everything. As in a person younger than me started a sentence with "People in your age bracket..."

She ended it with "...don't usually dress like that."

.....

Cripes.


I feel like she was possibly trying to make that a compliment, but then I start to wonder if I am dressing inappropriately for my age. Then I start wondering when I started to say "for my age." Then I move on to wondering how old this girl thinks I am. Then I have pretty much wondered myself into the geriatric ward where I see myself with a baldy head, wrinkly skin, and a velour jumpsuit with the word PINK across the heiney. Actually, I stopped at the corner of Minivan and Haggard before I made the turn going west onto Shingles and Dinner at 3 PM.

Are you following me? (And I mean that literally and figuratively.) As in, what age bracket street are you on? Also, do you understand what I am typing?

Welp, time for dinner. Now where did I put those dentures?