It's still better than talking to goldfish

Recently at McDonalds, I saw an older guy walking out to his car . His pants didn't fit very well, and he really needed to pull them up. They were sagging noticeably.
While watching him, I thought "Wow, hey, pull up your pants!!"

And, a few seconds later, he reached back and pulled up his pants. (!)

This can only mean one thing.
I am able to telepathically communicate with people over 50.
I'll spend the next few days considering how I can effectively use this new-found superpower.


UPDATE:
This just in...

After extensive research experimenting with the new superpower, I've made the following discoveries:

1) Sadly, I am not able to summon Mike Mills to visit me while wearing a glow-in-the-dark thong, nor am I able to convince him to answer the fan letter I sent him last summer. Neither will he agree to autograph my huge collection of R.E.M. CD's even if I allow him to wear clothes over the glow-in-the-dark thong. I get the impression he's also not interested in connubial bliss atop a grand piano.

2) Just a moment. I'm still not done being devastated about #1.

3) I was not able to convince the CEO of Taco Bell to give me a lifetime supply of chalupas.

4) Neither was I able to make a driver of a red Toyota go faster than 45 mph in a 55 zone.


Clearly more research is needed.
Are YOU over 50? If so, what am I thinking right now?
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