Looking forward to aging

I went to Panera this morning to do some work, in an environment where I don't feel the need to jump up every 4 minutes and wipe down the counter or admonish one of the dogs or notice each bit of fuzz on the carpet that should be picked up or vacuumed. I picked one of the only available tables and when the women in front of me moved, I shoved all my stuff over to that table - one of the ones with a plug for a laptop next to it. I know it shouldn't but it annoys me when computer-less people use the only tables next to outlets. Ah well, pre-laptop I probably would have too. After moving tables, older to middle-aged people settled themselves into the table behind me and preceded to talk about this: "You know, really, your metabolism doesn't just slow down at middle-age, it keeps going," "Well, when I hit 55 it really cranked down, changed even more than in my forties," "I know, when you plug in your age on the treadmill, it immediately downshifts calories if you're above a certain age. Now when I run for a half hour, I've worked off way fewer calories than before," "Ha! Yeah, now when I go to the gym, I barely metabolize a peach!" Several minutes later: "Hey, do you all want a danish or something?"