What am I thinking?!

[plunkybug]

The last few mornings, I have seen something that bothers me. When I leave for work in the morning, around 8, I see the kids hanging around the entrance to our apartment complex waiting for the bus. Middle school I think. Nothing too unusual there, but yesterday, I noticed a boy sitting on the stone curb...with no shirt on. I mean, for starters, there is nothing special to look at. He's this skinny, scrawny kid in sweat pants and boxers hanging out...and no shirt. So, both this morning and last, I fought the urge to roll down my window and yell (in that kind of Southern matronly voice), "Put your shirt on, boy," or something like that. Does this make me old?