Out of touch

Someone recently told me that at age 80 I am out of touch with younger generations. Not sure I would say out of touch, but I sure don’t understand much of their lives.

Yesterday playing golf I was paired with a young man around 35 +- . He was a nice guy, quite talkative – never stopped actually. My first realization was a different appearance.

He looked like the guy playing a caveman in the TV commercial. Very long, black thick hair and a massive beard to go with it. Not my cup of tea. He frequently complained he couldn’t see the ball because of the hair in his eyes.

He had beer in his Yeti and generously offered to share an extra can. He alluded to playing better golf when he was a little “buzzed.” I thought Yetis were for water or coffee, but what do I know?

Boy could he hit the golf ball, 250-300 yards to my 165, except nearly always into the woods- plenty of power, no control.

He asked what I did. Long retired I said.

He explained he was “between jobs” which meant he had lost his job and received a severance payment which didn’t bother him a bit. He decided to practice at being retired so played golf a couple of times a week. Me, losing my job would have freaked me out.

It gets better, my lack of understanding was soon enhanced.

He said he was married with three children ages 2 to 7 and his wife worked.

No job, no concern, who was taking care of the children – day care no doubt or a relative? Better to play golf than spending time with your children or looking for a job?

And he smoked‼️

Oh yes, indeed I am out of touch- thank God😎