where were you at 20
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I was here-
And I wouldn't get down until the bobby took my picture.
And I wouldn't get down until the bobby took my picture.
At 20 I was working, going to school and screwing around.
And at 41 I'm.......working, going to school and screwing around! Seems I have not progressed very far
Well, not entirely true. Instead of working in the mail room I'm a project manager. I've recorded and released a couple of CD's. Met a bunch of really cool and interesting people. I have a condo and a bit*hin' Camaro
Not the rockstar I wanted to be but things could be worse
And at 41 I'm.......working, going to school and screwing around! Seems I have not progressed very far
Well, not entirely true. Instead of working in the mail room I'm a project manager. I've recorded and released a couple of CD's. Met a bunch of really cool and interesting people. I have a condo and a bit*hin' Camaro
Not the rockstar I wanted to be but things could be worse
I was grieving no longer being a teenager.
Thanks for this and your dedication. Let folks think what they wanna think. Eventually they hang themselves.
I was living in a house share. The only meat eater amongst 4 vegetarians I barely knew but it was fun. And windy, if you know what I mean. I was temping in a big office in Hastings for the Civil Service, and working behind a bar in a country pub in the evenings. I got my first tattoo. I was only one of a handful of temps. We'd all end up down the pub on a Friday lunch time, and rarely went back to work sober. At the pub I worked in, there were always parties after it shut. You seemed to do that in those days. Never now. It seemed permanently summer. I had a car, no insurance, or tax disk. I didn't really get responsible until my 30's. However, living and taking care of myself since I was 19 I guess the fact I'm still here is testament to a little bit of savvy (I'm now 42).
(I'm now 42).
At age twenty, some 36 years ago, I had pretty much drank my way out of college and was starting what was for a while a lucrative career in pizza. Now I'm a cranky old man still hanging on in the pizza industry, county the days till I'm 62.
Remind me to reply to this thread in a few years time.
Ok, reply to this thread in a few years' time, Critic.
I was studying and going to college-working two part time jobs to put myself through college. Wow! I could not do that today...
...Junior year in college...drinking far too much Jack, gallons of beer and cutting my teeth in Broadcasting....oh laws yes, the sign on shifts after an endless night of imbibing....whaddya mean ya can't say THAT on the radio....I just did!!!!....
Living large - like most of us. I was going college (I was a Humanities dork), sharing an apartment with 2 girlfriends, Sundays we went to a Cheers type bar to eat dinner and throw darts while the band played, and drink lots, of course; Wednesdays we went to a club called the Ozone where our favorite band played, Fridays we went to RP Tracks until they closed and then we went to someplace that stayed open until 3am. Saturdays we ate pizza and watched Lifetime movies. None of us had a boyfriend and that was just fine. Somehow, though, between 20 and 21, I met the Ogre, got married, got a mortgage and had a baby.
Maybe I served you the breakfast special at 3:00 a.m.
College. Spent most of my time trying to figure out how to get out my parents house permanently.
I met The Man in a place just like that! I never went to meet people (just to dance, play darts, and drink long neck Budweisers--and yes, I was underage. Don't follow my example, Critic & Proud), but that night he was the first person I saw when I walked in the door. I thought, "Wow, that guy's cute". I never would have met him if I didn't get talking to a friend of a friend who asked me out. I agreed & he asked if I thought my friend would go out with his friend. His friend turned out to be the cute guy, of course. Good first date (though it wasn't together
), and here we are 27 years later.
I keep forgetting that Critic is so young!
Working full time with a family to support, and going to college in the evenings. Also spent many a weekend helping the owner of the apartment building (who I swear could do anything) remodel when tenants moved out, and also doing repairs. I served as sort of the “super” of the apartment building, which got me a little break on the rent, and got a little money under the table for the weekend work. I always felt those weekends were the best education I ever received.
Thanks MadamMack its good to see you posting again
I had just became a big fan of SK so he and his books was a big hit in my life when I was 20. I worked but was
unemployed during that summer and didn't had much money, I still lived with my parents and had my horse.
unemployed during that summer and didn't had much money, I still lived with my parents and had my horse.