Do old people think other old people are hot?

We've mentioned Ruminations before, and I thought it was time again to share a few.

I don't know why, but I always feel awkward whenever I see adults riding in the back seats of cars.

I hate when I think of something really great to say during a conversation but by the time I get a chance to speak, we're on a different topic. Do I let it pass and keep the good thought to myself, or do I awkwardly bring up the old topic again?

More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can’t wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that’s not only better, but also more directly involves me.

Do old people think other old people are hot?

How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?

Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from,I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem...

One of the weirdest feelings is riding in your own passenger seat.

There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

I have an irrational fear of wasting a good outfit on an insignificant day. (Welcome to C&R's life.)

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R