So it’s the first day of classes and I’m bustling around my office, trying to get myself organized. I look out the door and there are a few girls in the hallway, sitting on this bench, so I just to be on the safe side I stick my head out and say, “None of you are waiting for me, are you?” And they all look surprised and one of them says, sweet as anything, “No, ma’am.”

*sigh*

When did I become a Ma’am, I ask you? I’ll tell you when. About when I got too old for The O.C., as I officially surmised last night. I just can’t do it. I’ve tried. TWICE. But I’m too old. I think it really hit home when they were all going to that club in retro-eighties wear and I’m thinking, God, I was around when that was actually NOT retro. When it was new. Back to Starting Over for me, I guess. I can’t say I’m really all that surprised.

*sigh*

Okay, back to work. Have a good day everyone!