I'm used to being the youngest or one of the youngest in a group. This type of conversation has got to stop.
Coworker: Yeah, back in 1996... What was that, junior year in high school?
My officemate: Yeah, it was.
Coworker: Dianne is like, (exaggerated voice) "That was my first year at IMS!" - ha ha ha!
Me: Second, actually.
Coworker and officemate, in unison: *blink*