You don't get old all at once

You really get old a little bit at a time.
And sometimes it is about what foods you just can't eat anymore.
Like for me, it's these bad boys:
Well, at least not at 8:00 at night.
I woke up at 1:30 with my stomach rumbling and just feeling plain queasy.
Guess Fritos will go the way of Bugles - off limits.
Yesterday I attended a lecture on campus where the topic was Diversity.
It was a great lecture! The speaker was dynamic, bubbly, and enthusiastic.
But guess how she addressed everyone in the lecture.
Go ahead, I'll give you ten seconds to think about it.
Done?
"Guys"
We were all guys.
Obviously we weren't, but that is how everyone was addressed.
So while I was awake for 2 hours last night with the Fritos making me toss and turn, I mentally wrote part of my response to this lecture (if we attended and then write something for class, we can get extra credit - and I'll be an extra credit whore for sure).
You can bet I will address this.
In a nice way.
Of course.
Because regardless of what Jean says, I'm the nice one.
^_^