Once people hit thirty-something they begin to seperate from the pack depending on how well they've kept themselves up. I look at this lady working at the gas station--her face is like leather from smoking a pack a day and I think she's getting up there. Then I think, hell, she's probably 35! Some people are just whipped by life. They walk around moping like they wish someone would stick them in the neck with a syringe filled with strychnine--walk around like that and let it become a habit and you'll look like hell after a while. Comes from watching too much TV and subconciously you'll start comparing yourself to all of those people with perfect lives and then you are done for.