Other than that, it was a nice drive home

On the way home from work tonight, I got behind a 1974 VW Beetle during part of my drive--the car's year was printed on the license plate.

On its official antique car license plate.

I was born in 1972.

That means I am officially two years older than an antique.

Fuck you, 1974 VW Beetle. Fuck. You.