This isn't a post about how my short term memory is shot now that I'm approaching 50. I was going to write that post, but I forgot.
Instead, a little story from work...
A new kid joined my class last week called Michael McDonald.
I told my colleagues that I keep forgetting his name.
Nobody got it.
Not one person.
My humour is wasted on people under 40.
I posted this on facebook and the few people who got it replied...
When the bell rings you can shout "Sweet freedom".
Or when he gets a question wrong it is all What A Fool Believes.
That's why you gotta try. No looking back on your own.
Desperately trying to think of a Yah Mo Be There pun.
Your humour is wasted on hits that didn't make it under 40❗
Feel free to have a go yourself, but I reckon that's pretty much scraped the barrel...
