So for my practicum I had to sit in on a Freshman class yesterday. It was like, the basic 'Welcome to College 101' class that our university has to help students make the big jump from high school to a university. They didn't even have this class when I was a freshman, so we just had to learn by doing, but whatever. These kids need a class on how college works. Maybe that alone should make me feel old, but it doesn't. Mainly because people like me were the reason that class was invented. I could have used a class on how college works at eighteen.
So what made me feel old, you ask? When I walked in and every single girl in the class had on skinny jeans or leggings with riding style boots? No, I was mostly okay with that. I mean, it made me feel a LITTLE old in my cords and chucks, but not THAT old. I mean, I OWN skinny jeans. I OWN boots. I didn't have them on, but whatever. I am totally in style at least SOME of the time. I still felt fine about my age in relation to these students.
Then the guy in front of me opened his laptop and this was his screen saver:
HERMIONE GRANGER you guys. And she is the sex symbol of this generation. HERMIONE GRANGER. When I was in college she looked like this:
God, it's official. I actually AM getting old.
*okay, they might had a more scandalous picture, but I can't bring myself to do any more googling of sexy pictures (I sound old to myself... sexy pictures...) on my work computer. I already think my IT guy will be scratching his head...
**The traffic that the post brings to my blog will make me chuckle.