So, a few weeks ago I was out with friends, at a bar, and I overheard a women (who was a good 10-15 years my junior) say that she didn’t think it was age appropriate for older women to be out drinking in bars, acting like they were still in their 20s.
She was a stranger, talking to her friends, and happened to be sitting on the barstool next to me. I don’t know if she was talking about me (as people are always telling me I look younger than 40 – my actual age) but maybe she was. And maybe she was one of those super-rude people who says things like that in the hopes that she’ll be overheard by the person she was insulting.
Whatever. Whether she was talking about me and my friends (who were in my age group) and/or wanted us to hear… completely irrelevant. Life is too short to worry about nonsense like that.
I was more interested in the idea. Is it somehow NOT appropriate to go out and drink with your friends after 40 (or 35, or 45 or some other random number)?
Really, what I find interesting is the concept of age-appropriate behavior. I hear the phrase (age-appropriate) tossed around a lot. And it frequently baffles me.
I’ve had people tell me that my lifestyle is not age-appropriate. Because, I guess, I’m still single and am not rushing to settle down (and am comfortable with the idea that I may never settle down). And I go out with my friends for brunch or dinner or drinks and still occasionally go out to parties and don’t have anything or anyone tying me down.
Like, I guess, I’m still in my 20s.
Except, what difference does my age make? I do these things because I enjoy them. And because I CAN.
Sure, lots of people my age have spouses and/or kids and responsibilities that preclude weekly brunches and frequents nights out.
But I refuse to buy into the narrative that those other people have made appropriate choices and I am, somehow, living an inappropriate life.
Different, yes. Nontraditional, absolutely. Inappropriate – bite me.
Tags: age, bar, brunch, Drinks, single