Life Lesson # 16: Waving the White
Few people will deny that it sucks to get old. But how do you know when you're old?
Forgetfulness. Creaky bones. Mysterious and lingering aches and pains. And... uh... I forget.
Probably one of the most telling signs of oldness is white hair. I've finally reached the point in my life where I've developed white hair. And it's not just regular white... I'm talking fluorescent-burn-your-retina white. Pretty sure I've seen that shade on a Home Depot paint chip.
Yes... Going white sucks.
What's perplexing and frustrating is that my white hair is but a single strand.
And trying to go for record length for the entire world to see. It waves in the breeze like an Olympic gymnast's ribbon.
And it's a nose hair.
Forgetfulness. Creaky bones. Mysterious and lingering aches and pains. And... uh... I forget.
Probably one of the most telling signs of oldness is white hair. I've finally reached the point in my life where I've developed white hair. And it's not just regular white... I'm talking fluorescent-burn-your-retina white. Pretty sure I've seen that shade on a Home Depot paint chip.
Yes... Going white sucks.
What's perplexing and frustrating is that my white hair is but a single strand.
And trying to go for record length for the entire world to see. It waves in the breeze like an Olympic gymnast's ribbon.
And it's a nose hair.
posted by Old Man Crowder at
4:13 PM
1 Comments:
Be glad it's not an ear hair.
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