Lately, I’ve had a bit of a complex. On more than several occasions, friends, acquaintances and strangers have commented on my high level of maturity. One person even called me “old”. I’m 27! (I guess coming from a 19 year old that makes me “old” in relation – but I’ve never really been called that before!)
All week – I took it in as a bad thing – thinking that I should do something “stupid” to counteract this image I was projecting. Really? Mature? Old? at 27? I couldn’t help but to inspect for wrinkles in the mirror.
Then I had an excellent moment of clarity.
I went skating on the canal last night. I was early to meet a friend – so I decided to steal a table seat at a pub, enjoy a pre-skate pint and a dinner. I don’t often go out alone – but I had the perfect “people watching” spot and was enjoying watching the snow fall.
Next to me – sat a girl and a guy, who I originally thought were on a date, but then turned out to be on a job interview. I couldn’t help but to overhear. The conversation was about the guy, who wanted to work for this energy drink giant – discussing his “experience” with the beverage. During the interview I overheard the words / phrases:
- “that was so retarded”
- “i was so f-in messed up that night”
- “Oh yeah? you know him too? I had a lot of drugs that night”
- “Ottawa sucks – what a lame city – I’ll work anywhere but here”
- “I’m 25″. says guy “Oh yeah you’ve got some growing up to do, I’m 26″ says girl
Wow. At that moment – I was happy to be “mature”. I guess I forgot who I was comparing myself to! It’s amazing how immature other people can be – so yeah – next to those two – I may as well have been Betty White.
And you know what? I’m okay with that label now. I’m okay with being “mature”. I like the way I conduct myself – in a true and authentic way. I’ve never felt more like myself. And if a label that someone wants to put on it is “mature” then so be it!
The lesson here – who cares what labels people put on you. The label just comes from a comparison to others. It doesn’t really mean a whole lot. And if you’re happy with your life and you’re acting the way you want to act, then it doesn’t really matter!



