Oh my God, I feel so old.

Picking up my very healthy fast food dinner at Arby’s this evening, I overheard and joined a conversation between the barely 20-something Pretty Young Thing behind the counter and two frat boy Big Boys On Campus:

BBOC 1: …yeah, and I heard Kenny Rogers was going to be there, too.
PYT: Who’s Kenny Rogers?
BBOC 2: You know, Kenny Rogers!
PYT: Who’s that?
Me (utter disbelief): You don’t know who Kenny Rogers is?
PYT: No, I don’t. Who is he? Is he famous or something?
BBOCs snicker behind me.
PYT: You guys! Come on, who’s Kenny Rogers???
BBOCs laugh out loud.
Me (thinking to myself because BBOCs are about to explain): Go get ‘er, boys.
BBOC 1: He’s, like, the oldest guy in the world.
BBOC 2: Yeah, it’s like they have to roll out a respirator when he’s around.
BBOCs and PYT collapse in mad giggling laughter.

I feel rrreeeaaalllyyy old.