Today after a run to the grocery store I noticed some cheerleaders hosting a car wash in a parking lot near our town house complex. I thought to myself my car needs a good scrub so why the heck not.
I go into my place and start unloading groceries when my roommate appears.
"Hey man," I said. "Cheerleaders are having a car wash. We should go get ours washed."
"Dude," he said with a frown. "We're 31 years of age. They're way younger then us. If they're in high school that means they're like 15!"
"Oh yeah," I said. "I keep forgetting how old I am. I'm to the point of being a nasty old man. It's the same kind of guy my girlfriends in high school complained about."
"Yeah no one wants to be that guy," he replied.
"That guy ain't going to be me," I stated.
High school cheerleader car wash was a big event when I was a teenager, but now the fun is over. Back then my buddy and I would bring our cars in at the same time and watch the girls scrub the vehicles down. The girls knew what we were doing, but were kind enough to not care or they just simply enjoyed the attention.
I don't feel 31, but I need to start reminding myself on a constant basis that I am.
"If cheerleaders are so easy, why aren't you with one?" - Author Unknown