JEFF PEARLMAN

JEFF PEARLMAN

Twenty!?

Am sitting here in Starbucks. A bunch of girls from the local high school are talking about a friend who’s turning 20 in a couple of months.

“Twenty,” one says. “Can you believe that?”

“I know,” says another. “Nineteen sounds OK. But 20 is so old.”

Oy.

Reminds me of 15 years ago, when I turned 23. My girlfriend at the time responded to my birthday by saying, “How are you 23? That seems ancient.”

Saw her last week—she just turned 36.

Man, time sucks.