I went to my husband's office and realized that I've owned cars that are older than his jr marines. And they weren't classics or antiques (at the time) and they weren't older than me.
It's not like I got a 65 Mustang or something no, I had an 87 Sentra and an 86 Samurai (that I LOVED and still miss 10 yrs later).
Another one, when someone cheerfully told me that the graduating Marines at Parris Island (this was several months ago btw) were in 3rd grade when 9/11 happened... and it dawned on me...I have a 3rd grader. I was working 2 jobs and going to college full time when 9/11 happened...
I'm old and I don't know when it happened. :-/
How about you? What was your fuck I'm old moment?