I just spent a week with a pack of crusty, rusty, old farts. I was sooooooo glad that I am not one
and managed to point this out to them on several occasions when they were disagreeing with me on some point or other where I knew I was right and the whole pack of them were wrong. Geesh, some times it is hard to be around when every one of them is grouchy and I'm the only one who is in a great mood all the time. Just ask my wife - well, maybe don't, she might want to get even for that "honey, do you think you've put a bit of weight on during this trip?" comment I made earlier today.