Getting Older

This is one way I know I am getting older...

I was at the supermarket (no, that's not it...I have been grocery shopping since forever), and in line, paying for my groceries. The bagger comes up, is very helpful and polite, and leaves an overall good impression.

That impression? "Wow, what a nice young man."

Yes, I said it to myself. Yes, I am apparently old enough to call someone a nice young man.

Gah.