It’s not me, it’s you.

I’ve done my bit, what are you doing?

Photo by OSPAN ALI on Unsplash

I remember looking at someone who was 50, and in my incredible world-weary experience attained at the age of 20, I thought ‘shit, that’s old.’

And here I am. 50, and increasingly pissed off with the young ‘uns (of an average age of 35, and who I could probably outrun while wearing heels) speaking condescendingly to the generation who…