It’ll just be me and a bunch of old people
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It’s amazing how we know we’re different from “those people.”
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I have my 40 year high school reunion this weekend. The main event is tomorrow night at a country club, but tonight there’s a local bar where some are meeting.
I’m here in a suburb of Rochester about to head to the bar.
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Yup - old people. A bunch of college friends suggested getting together for lunch. I was thinking, "that will be nice. There are a lot of restaurants i'd like to try." Email came back with the restaurant selected - "Mother's Day Restaurant." Now, I realize that does sound awfully highfalutin - but sadly, you'd be mistaken. My first thought after hearing the selection was "that's a restaurant for old people." Second thought: "You are an old person." Third thought, "I was a little embarrassed years back when my parents wanted to go there." The circle of personal humiliation has come full circle. Oh yes, it was everything I remembered - except now... I belong.
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Yup - old people. A bunch of college friends suggested getting together for lunch. I was thinking, "that will be nice. There are a lot of restaurants i'd like to try." Email came back with the restaurant selected - "Mother's Day Restaurant." Now, I realize that does sound awfully highfalutin - but sadly, you'd be mistaken. My first thought after hearing the selection was "that's a restaurant for old people." Second thought: "You are an old person." Third thought, "I was a little embarrassed years back when my parents wanted to go there." The circle of personal humiliation has come full circle. Oh yes, it was everything I remembered - except now... I belong.
@kluurs there are indeed restaurants that have an old-person vibe. When I was in my 20s in San Francisco there was Sears Fine Foods near the Powell St. cable car. Plush décor, banquettes, white tablecloths, older patrons, an air of formality. Still loved going there, even though I was just a hippie kid. There was a posh hotel on Market St. that had sumptuous breakfasts amid chandeliers (surprised they served us in our countercultural attire).
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