I'm sure I've mentioned that I work in a college town. I generally like it, and enjoy reliving my youth by watching the kids across the street from my office window do things like drink and barbecue starting at 10:00 AM on a random Wednesday. But I occasionally find myself wondering what, exactly, these college kids might think of me.
The other day, I went out to move my car from the BFE parking lot to a closer lot. There was a kid just returning from spring break who was parked a couple of spaces away from me. He was unloading his bright pink suitcases from his car and yelling across the street to a girl sitting on her porch with a book on her lap and a tasty-looking cocktail in her hand. As I watched them and envied their carefree college lifestyles, I started to wonder what they were thinking about me (as if they actually noticed me). You know, what do the younguns think of the hugely pregnant woman in a suit and heels, rushing across her office parking lot to her minivan? I wonder how old they think I am. I'm probably only five to seven years older than most of the kids I run into, but I bet I seem ancient to them. I wonder if they envy or pity the life I seem to have (career, kid on the way, pseudo soccer mom status). I wonder if they hope to have some of that some day, or if they're appalled by the though.
Mostly, though, I wonder why I wonder about what's going on in the college kids' heads. I'm guessing they don't give me a second thought. I'm sure I wouldn't have when I was in college. But still I wonder.