People no longer view you as a hypochondriac
Being older has many advantages. My favorite one is that I get automatic respect without earning it. That’s sweet. I could say to the young ice cream shop vendor “Give me two scoops of vanilla, turd-boy,” and he would probably say, “Very good, sir. Coming up!”
Another bonus of advanced age is the accumulation of generally useless knowledge that is nonetheless impressive. After about the age of 40 you start hearing a lot of “How did you know THAT?” If you sum up all of the facts in your head plus your awesome powers of inference plus your exceptional skill at bullshitting, you look like a psychic to anyone under 20.
That’s why after I call the ice cream vendor “turd-boy” I follow up with “You’re thinking of spitting in my ice cream now, aren’t you?” Then he says something like “Whoa, dude! How did you do that?”
{ Scott Adams }
artwork { Gilles Barbier’s superheroes life-size sculptures }
