April 18, 2013


The other day the HR Manager at my work and I were looking up the ages of our colleagues (for birthday celebrations) and he looked at my age and said, “You are fast approaching your mid-thirties.” I don’t know why but it made me want to kick him…lol. It’s the whole “Mid-thirties” title that I think makes me angry. Who the hell wants to be called that? Well, I guess people in their mid-forties want to be called that…hahaha! Usually the number doesn't bother me, but that title just sounds so old and saggy to me (hahaha!). And don’t start to tell me that thirties are the new twenties. That’s just the ‘mid-thirties’ people trying convince everyone that they are still young.

Really though, when I go on FB and see other people who are in their “mid-thirties” I think they look old as hell. Then I turn around and ask myself, “Do I look that old?” Actually, that question is asked in my head in Spanish, “Me veo asi de putiada!?!?” Hahaha! I don’t think I look that old but then again nobody ever sees themselves like others do.

I guess the title ‘mid-thirties’ got to me. Damn, my age is getting old. Not me! My age is getting old!