i have reached that certain age at which i think of perfectly competent professionals as "nice young people".
fully certified mason? "nice young man".
police officer? "lovely young woman".
doctor? "earnest young man".
i have a group of "nice young men" on my roof laying bricks and heaving huge buckets of cement around and i say stuff like "i made you boys some carrot bread and it's all cooled off and ready to be packed and if you give me a moment there's some for each of you".
i am not yet 50 years old and already i have turned into THAT old lady.
i do not expect this will improve as i age.
when i see road crews and carpenters and workers and such i think "what nice young people".
and i want to make them cookies.