A week seldom passes when my wife doesn’t sit down for dinner and say something like, “I saw one of my high school classmates at Trader Joe’s today. She was the prom queen …” And I know exactly where the conversation is headed.
My priorities are changing now that I’m in Act Two of my life. Though, to be honest, maybe it’s more like Act 2.5 by now.
I’ve always been a fan of reality TV. Sure I don’t own a TV, but that’s just a minor detail that I don’t let stand in my way.
One of my former colleagues, who belongs to the Millennial Generation, once spent a good part of his day complaining to anyone who’d listen.