Getting Old

Something I thought up today. I am somewhere between 2 and 3, myself.

When you walk past a group of people, and they are laughing...

1. When you are young, you assume that they are laughing about you, and you feel bad.

2. When you get older, you figure that they are laughing about something else, not you, so you don’t feel bad.

3. When you are very old, you know that they are laughing about you, and you don’t care!