Schoolhouse Rock

Today one of my students asked me when I thought I was going to have my midlife crisis.  Then he asked what I thought I would do.  Then he said with a shudder that he's glad he's not going to be there when it happens.  

Any guesses on when or what that will look like?

This same student generously bestowed upon me the title of "hard ass," and after discussing the value of high expectations and that I only push them because I love them, told me, "Well Miss, at the very least, you are not as bad as Hitler."  That would be an awkward consolation fail.  Thanks.