Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Tuesday, 6 May 2014
Being "My Age"
When I got back to work after my birthday, one of my colleagues asked me: "So, did you enjoy turning your age?" We had a bit of chit-chat and she kept on asking questions like this in the conversation, always using "your age" instead of the number. Finally, I asked why she always used the word and she answered: "Because I am going to turn your age in a few weeks." Nice way to make me feel ancient. But I have to admit, this deserves to me a great unknown line. For the record, I am 37. I guess I am getting closer to 40, something I haven't thought about much, but she did. Anyway, should I freak out to be my age, on the second half of my thirties?