Overheard

... at lunch yesterday:

Daughter: "How old are you, Mom?"

Mom: "Seventy-nine."

Daughter: "Does 79 sound as bad as 80?"

Mom: "No."

Dad: "I hated 79, but not 80. Seventy-nine is so old."

Daughter: "And 80?"

Dad: "Eighty is mature."

No wonder I still get acne.