Shit.
Me sitting here still working a day job with my ancient, born-in-1970, worn-out self. Sounds like I should be retired already, if not dead.
They aren’t wrong though. Find yourself an old person. We just want to sit, eat, watch a little TV, and be in bed by 9.
Bonus: some of us know how to fix the shit that falls apart, and many of us even own a house.
Before you get all excited, I’m already taken. Some young thing already got me hitched (she was born in 1971).
I could ask her. She might go for it.