The Man

I don’t know when it happened, but somewhere I became “the man”. I had always tried to maintain some vicarious association with the hedonistic days of my teenagehood (OK, so those of you who knew me then are busy laughing right now….) but this seems to have finally failed.

I went off to med school, and (despite the drunken excesses associated with that) somewhere along the line my youthfullness slipped, to the point yesterday where I was in a shop and a little kid was running around, and his mother looked at me, then turned to the kid and said “Look out for the man”.