I’m in San Francisco at a Starbucks, New Year’s Day, waiting for my older child to finish a training camp. Next to me are a group of 20-somethings, basking in the post NYE glow.
The guy next to me (in a red baseball cap) was joking with his friends about how his dad hates the friend’s hair (true, it’s somewhat pink and spiky). A good laugh was had over the baseball cap’s dad and whether he likes the other guy’s hair.
The conversation continued, talking about another guy’s dad who made it during the “dot-com” era - he got on the ground floor of the world series of poker. It was like it was ancient history - the invention of the light bulb or something.
Wait, I’m a dad, too.
Fuck, I’m old!
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