You don’t realize how old you are until you’re singing along with Wham! in the grocery store.
One summer from college, I worked at Talbots, a clothing store for stuffy middle-aged women. When I opened the store the mornings I was scheduled, I went straight to the back room and put the fun summer tape in before one of the older workers could put in the first buddy music.
I’ve always been like this.
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