Past it

There’s a new guy on my floor. He moved in a week ago and I met him in the kitchen tonight.
Our conversation went something like this:

Me: Hi, are you new here?
New Guy: Yeah.
Me: I’m Bev
Him: I’m J…
Me: So, when did you move in?
Him: last Tuesday…

It continued along those lines. I asked him what he’s studying and where. He asked me whether the exams at the end of my bachelor’s degree were hard, whereabouts in England I’m from and whether it’s true what they say about Great Britain and rain. That was pretty much it. At that point the conversation fizzled out and he left the kitchen.

This is pretty much representative of my conversations with anyone who moves into my building. I just have nothing to say to them. These people are all 18 or 19 years old. Up until a few months ago they were still at school. I look at them and think “God, you’re younger than my sister. You’re almost as young as my brother.”
I’m 25 years old and thse people make me feel bloody ancient!
Get me out of here?


4 thoughts on “Past it

  1. Oh trust me darling, it’s nothing to do with age. I’ve had that exact conversation with my new housemates, and we’re all 18-21. Oddly enough, though, I’m getting on very well will my boyfriend’s late-20’s friends… maybe people just get more interesting as they mature!

  2. Anna – well, men certainly do anyway. I do have some female friends who are younger than me. Mostly 20/21 though, not 18…

    sleepyjane – hmm, if they were English kids I’d say you could be right but 18 year old Germans seem to be so much less mature. I’m sure I wasn’t that young at their age…

    Welsh Girl – YES!

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