23 year olds.

Okay, I try to stay away from the "he's so young" or "my god, you're a baby! You're 23!". But I notice the difference the most at work. I work in an office where I am the oldest. There's one other woman here who is 32, she's the office manager. Next down is 28....the other manager and then the rest of the kids are 23-24. They do this on purpose, hire kids right out of college, it's a sales office. Somewhere between GlenGarry and Boiler Room, lies my company. They don't use computers much and use the phone and a piece of paper.

I sit up front amazing them all with my Microsoft Word knowledge and my quick internet researching skills.

I love all these guys, they're funny and energetic and positive and have lots of personality because they are sales people. What fascinates me most is the attitude towards members of the opposite sex and drinking.

They talk about women like you would expect them to and they're always flipping between them. They get confused when a woman likes them, then angry that she likes them, then afraid that she likes them. Classic. They have no idea how to handle any of it without getting drunk first and then get confused when they're drunk with girls all the time. I'm not saying 23 year old women are any better, but my lord, makes me glad I'm not there anymore.

THEN! They all go out on Thursday nights cause they're whack crazy. On Fridays they come in and 4 out of 5 of them will smell like booze. 1 out of 5 of them will come in late and the other 4 will laugh and laugh. Then I see them all whispering and talking about which guy went home with which women.

I don't know...I worry so much about getting older, having things hurt and people die. BUT MY LORD, I'm so glad that part is over. I remember being so confused about men and what they wanted. About how to get them and what to do with them once I had them. I felt sick almost all the time from going out and felt insecure about the friendships and relationships I did have.

At 34 I'm just learning how to say what I want, how to get it and what to do with it. How to not worry what anyone thinks and to say and do what I please. If I was 23, I'd still have at least 10 more years before I was even close to that.

I dunno, I'm bored at work and waxing generically philosophical.

I got a 8 free issues to Entertainment Weekly from buying my new video game at Best Buy....that's pretty interesting right? RIGHT?