I rarely will admit my real age to anyone other than my doctor. Why should I? I feel younger and look younger (I hope) than I really am. Lately though, I’m starting to get signs that I’m not as young as I’d like to be. 

1. Your bank/insurance company sends you a birthday card reminding you that they sell life insurance.
2. People are calling me “sir” and “Mister X” instead of “Hey You” or even by my first name.
3. The self checkout beeps because it needs an attendant to verify my age for something I’m buying. That’s fine, but the attendant just looks over and says, “Just Superglue? No, I don’t need to see your ID.”
4. Driving down the road I no longer get glares reserved for “those darn kids and their toys” but now almost get looks of pity reserved for “you poor man and your midlife crisis.”
5. I’ve been getting singles ads in Yahoo mail for years now, despite being married and all that. But now I have a new ad: “Young women looking for older men.”