date:
12.31.2002
I was filling out some online survey recently, when I hit the age bracket question. I stopped, eyes blinking in astonishment, as my finger slowly clicked the 25-34 age range. It hadn�t dawned on me that I�d entered a whole new demographic for retailing and marketing purposes. I knew about my official turnover in the eyes of the state, as far as driving is concerned, but to be a separate target group from many of my close friends and even my boyfriend in purchasing merchandise? I suddenly felt very alone�as if�floating on a raft in the middle of the ocean�like in Joe vs. the Volcano! I love that movie. Back to the New Year�s thing. I�ve been listening to this girl (who�s originally from Texas, by the way) who sits near me at work gab with her friends on the phone. These people have been planning their New Year�s festivities since the day after Christmas: �well, there�s this party in Brooklyn, but nobody seems to want to go all the way to Brooklyn. And so-and-so�s party is on the upper west side, on 101st Sreet, which would be good because�.well, you guys can just come crash at my place afterward�.I don�t know, she�s being difficult about the whole thing�.I think I�m going to sort of dress up, but just a little, nothing too fancy�.that party is only charging $20 to get in, which is really good for food and drinks�.well, so far I�ve counted and there are about 15 of us�.ok, babe, THIS IS SO EXCITING! WE�RE GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN! Alright, you too, buh-bye!� If only I could see these people (Scrooge and Ghost of Christmas Past-style) � I can�t tell if I would have a hay day making fun of them, or if they would just give me an ulcer. Ok, it�s 3:30, and the office is pretty much cleared out. I think I�ll skidaddle too. Remember kids, go out and have some REAL fun tonight, unlike our little previously mentioned loser friends in the previous paragraph. HAPPY NEW YEAR!!
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