Fun story. I was working at a fiberglass boat factory at 18. The day of my 19th birthday I was leaned over a pan mold (think the floor of the inside of the boat kinda) and stood up to stretch my back because it was killing me. My supervisor joked that you don't get a spine til you're at least 19.

Funny enough he didn't know it was my birthday, just that I was a baby.

Now I'm 32 with a bad knee I feel old every goddamn day.