Ever since my first email account – AOL on a mid 90s cutting edge Packard-Bell 386 – I have received jokes in my inbox. I’m sure you have as well. If those emails are from a trusted source, I’ll open them and if they’re funny I’ll laugh. Rarely, however, do I forward them, mainly due to a belief that we all get more than enough email.
Even more rarely, have I taken any significant amount of time to analyze – or in this case – reflect on the content of those cyberspace chuckles.
This week an old friend – whose sense of humor is closer to Borscht Belt than Def Jam – sent an email, in which was embedded the following graph (please forgive my sub-standard Photoshop skills as I tried to scratch off the nasty four letter word, since we’re all about the PG rating here at the Chronicles).
The chart suggests that the older we get, the less of a f**k we give. After my initial amusement, I began to give this notion a little more thought. As I soar through these middle ages, I do find myself giving less of a f**k about trivial things. Maybe those of you of certain age do as well?
Things that kept me awake in my 20s seem to carry much less importance in my 40s (especially since I place a good night’s sleep high on my list of life’s simple pleasures). In my 20s I cared about trying to have it all. In my 40s I care about appreciating all I have.
Don’t you just love the perspective that comes with age!!!
Maybe it’s better stated that as we get older it’s not that we give less of a f**k, it’s simply that we care a f**k lot less about things that really don’t matter (like over thinking email jokes) and perhaps more about things that really do!