You know you're getting old when...
(Guys) A 40-year-old Madonna still looks like a kid to you
(all) The only thing you can sink your teeth into is a glass of water at night
(Guys) A pretty young thing flounces by in high heels and a miniskirt, with legs all the way up, and the first thing you notice that she has last year's model of notebook computer under her arm.
(All) You have become an expert in the surreptitious passing of gas in the office - as well as passing the blame for it.
(Guys... I hope) You realize that the only way to have an effective comb-over is to stop shaving your back.
(All) Someone uses that old line, "Memory is the second thing to go" and you can't remember the first. (By the way, don't ask me ... I can't remember either.)
(USA only) you remember when quarters weren't copper cores clad with zinc and pennies weren't copper-zinc alloys.
You remember drive-in theaters as a family treat.
You remember gasoline at less than $0.50 per gallon. (Myself, I recall when I was a kid, it was $0.18 per gallon.)
You remember that your new black-and-white TV was the latest, greatest thing on the block.
You remember cars that didn't have lever-operated flashing turn signals as standard equipment. (Our family's first car with a turn signal was a 58 Ford Fairlane 300.)
You remember cars with fins.
You remember when the only computers you ever saw filled up whole rooms, needed air conditioners the size of a Ford Fairlane 300, and they had LOTS of flashing lights on the front panels. Even if they WEREN'T movie props. (For me, the first real computer was an IBM 1620 mod I - with plenty of lights.)