I enjoyed being "set in my ways" at the age of 26. It was nice to have the guards and cafeteria staff know my name and hand me my breakfast the way I liked it without having to ask. Taking my reading to the company library to enjoy with coffee and macaroni and cheese.
Buying airline tickets on the plane from the cabin crew after it took off, getting dropped-off at Hertz Gold and be handed the keys to the car they knew I preferred - and being greeted by name at hotels.
One easily becomes accustomed to such things. Then I left the role of representative of a Fortune 10 company world to work in the larger world where I was largely an ordinary and anonymous human. Only Hertz treated me the same, probably because I had a friend in computer services code me as a permanent employee for the purposes of Hertz before I left.
When I ran my own business, being responsible for everything myself, I thought wistfully back to my life when pencils came from my secretary without any thought given to where such things might actually be purchased.
I'd like to think I've become a little more adaptable as I've aged. But I certainly did enjoy being a young curmudgeon
We've run out of other people's Social Security taxes needed to subsidize our low income tax rates.
