I posted a while back that I was taking a Census taking job last month. I was assigned to go door-to-door taking the census of folks that didn’t return the form. Thus far the job has been lots of fun! I’ve met lots of my neighbors and some of the younger families in town. Now we’ve finished up the homes in my little town and we are on to the greater area.
I’m now assigned to a mega apartment complex specifically designed for Coeds. <SIGH> One girl tells me today “I don’t know my roommates date of birth, but I know she was born in ’90… she’s a senior.” WTH!?! When did I get old!?!? It seems like yesterday I was a college kid!
Working in the apartment complex brings back all the memories… the coeds carelessly hang out and nap in the afternoons… they have pool parties (that was today!)… they are fresh, thin, and blissfully ignorant of the world that is about it hit them. I think I’m starting to understand that old saying “youth is wasted on the young” So true… ahhh so very true…
PS. One of them called me “Ma’am” today. <eye roll>
I’m now assigned to a mega apartment complex specifically designed for Coeds. <SIGH> One girl tells me today “I don’t know my roommates date of birth, but I know she was born in ’90… she’s a senior.” WTH!?! When did I get old!?!? It seems like yesterday I was a college kid!
Working in the apartment complex brings back all the memories… the coeds carelessly hang out and nap in the afternoons… they have pool parties (that was today!)… they are fresh, thin, and blissfully ignorant of the world that is about it hit them. I think I’m starting to understand that old saying “youth is wasted on the young” So true… ahhh so very true…
PS. One of them called me “Ma’am” today. <eye roll>
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