My wife and I are 27 and 28, and we live in what is essentially an old folks' home. We rent a condo and we are one of maybe 8 couples that are under the age of 65.
I'm currently in the "library" of the building, a nice little room with a few tables, a couch, and walls of bookcases that have books that anyone who lives in the building may borrow. My wife is upstairs with a client (she's a health counselor), so I came down here to burn some dvds and listen to The Bends.
La di da, I'm minding my own business, and this old lady comes in and stares at me. I stare back, and once it gets through her head that I'm looking back at her, she quickly looks to the wall then leaves. Two minutes later, a couple, combined age of 300 or so, walk in. The stare at me, too. I look up and they keep staring at me...whatever. They putter around and organize the books, etc. About 6 minutes in, the guy says, "Ahem! For future reference, this desk is where such activities are supposed to take place." His wife says, "And no food or drink are allowed in the library at any time!" I say, "Oh, I'm sorry. I used this particular table because I needed two sets of outlets. I didn't know that that was the only place a laptop was allowed. I'm sorry." To which the woman replies, "And no food or drink in the library at any time!!"
Gimme a friggin' break. I'm sure that if there were some little old lady doing the same thing I'm doing, instead of a 20-something guy in headphones, there would've been a little more politeness involved.
I'm currently in the "library" of the building, a nice little room with a few tables, a couch, and walls of bookcases that have books that anyone who lives in the building may borrow. My wife is upstairs with a client (she's a health counselor), so I came down here to burn some dvds and listen to The Bends.
La di da, I'm minding my own business, and this old lady comes in and stares at me. I stare back, and once it gets through her head that I'm looking back at her, she quickly looks to the wall then leaves. Two minutes later, a couple, combined age of 300 or so, walk in. The stare at me, too. I look up and they keep staring at me...whatever. They putter around and organize the books, etc. About 6 minutes in, the guy says, "Ahem! For future reference, this desk is where such activities are supposed to take place." His wife says, "And no food or drink are allowed in the library at any time!" I say, "Oh, I'm sorry. I used this particular table because I needed two sets of outlets. I didn't know that that was the only place a laptop was allowed. I'm sorry." To which the woman replies, "And no food or drink in the library at any time!!"
Gimme a friggin' break. I'm sure that if there were some little old lady doing the same thing I'm doing, instead of a 20-something guy in headphones, there would've been a little more politeness involved.
We almost had to move---long story, with our landlady not paying her condo fees but depositing our rent check---but it all worked out in the end. We like it here overall...but we're planning on staying no more than one more year.
to the puppy 
Although you are officially old at 28 in assholeville 
