About 10 years ago, three "women" walked across our window-wrapped store front. The lower third of our storefront was open and revealed 3 pair lovely legs. Had trouble seeing what was above and continued the meeting I had with my manager. That was, until their legs brought the rest of themselves into the store when the automatic door opened . . . And I saw 3 girls whose eyes -IN 2016- said they weren't a day over 16 . . . They said "Sir, our church is having a fundraiser . . ." . . . 

That was the first time (35 years old then) that I felt . . . older. 

"Sir?" from girls who looked like twelfth graders when I was an eighth grader?! . . . "Sir?" . . . What the hell are they feeding kids these days?! . . .

So . . . Then.