I have this icon at the bottom of my computer screen called Photo Booth. It sits next to my Word icon. Every once in a while, I accidentally click on it rather than the Word icon. Seconds later I am staring at an old lady with a waddled neck on my computer screen. It’s takes a fraction of a second for it to register that the old lady is me.
Dear god is that depressing! I can’t hit the quit button quickly enough to not first recoil in horror.
As that wise woman once said, growing old is not for the faint of heart.