So I was having lunch with some coworkers, and one of the younger associates was discussing something he had been doing back in grade school.

“That was in fifth grade, so it would have been 1985.” he said.

I looked at him. He didn’t look like an infant.

“You were in fifth grade in 1985?” I asked. He thought for a moment.

“Yeah. In 1985, I was in fifth grade.”

I sighed. “Damn, I’m old.”

“Why?” he asked. “Where were you in 1985?”

“My second year of college.”