"You always bring up inside jokes from like, weeks ago."

As a kid, I was always social and funny. I loved life, and I loved laughing about inside jokes with my friends. 

One day in 7th grade, my two best friends sat me down to stage an intervention.

One of them said, "We've been discussing this, and we need to confront you."
I had no idea what was going on.

The other friend said, "You always bring up inside jokes from like, weeks ago. And they're old. You can't do that."

I was shocked and hurt. But I didn't feel like my friends were being ridiculous for banning me from bringing up funny stories from weeks ago. I was twelve and impressionable. So I believed that my tendency to laugh about "old" jokes was "wrong."

I became very conscious and careful about the expiration dates of my jokes. 

Even now as an adult, when I hear people reminisce about stories and experience from weeks, months, even years ago, I think to myself, "Wait, I thought that that wasn't allowed."