Old age is hard to swallow

Last night at around 1:30 a.m. I woke to Jenny from the Block blaring through my windows and rattling my floorboards. By 2:30 I'd heard the entire Goo Goo Dolls album circa 8th grade (2000), various Taylor Swift remixes and techno you would expect out of a club. I posted on my Facebook wall at 2:45, "If someone could please tell the frat boys below me to shut the fuck up, that would be awesome. Thanks." I hoped that one of my younger friends studying for finals in the library would read this and somehow relay the message to the frat boys. I live close to my college campus, so I've come to expect this type of behavior on Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays. But on a Tuesday? Unacceptable.

Shortly after I asked my Facebook world to lend my sleep a hand, the music was turned down to a respectable volume. Saved by social media? It's possible, but I'll never know. After cursing these gents all night and through today (I was so tired!), one of them held the apartment door open for me. All I wanted to do was ask if he was going to have another impromptu dance party and scowl at him. Of course, this is not my nature. Rather, I took a step back and reassessed my stance on the situation. These boys are graduating from college this week. They had a day off from finals (today was a study day so there were no morning finals), and they were celebrating. Good for them!??

I've decided to learn from the brash, youthful assholes, ahem, gents, that live below me.??I will blast music, sing loudly, maybe even dance around a little. I will act irresponsibly (at least once in a while). The only thing that will allow me to get old is my attitude. That attitude that I had last night and throughout the day: OLD. I've kicked it to the curb. Time to be young again. Jamming loudly to a favorite song of my college days. It's by Mac Lethal and even listening to it makes me feel a little irresponsible (ask me the title if you must know). That's all my old bones can handle. "Colt 45" just came on next, the playlist is titled College. Yikes.


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