Oldgrunt
Well-known member
In my email today from another senior citizen.
Yesterday, my daughter e-mailed me - AGAIN - asking why I didn't do something useful with my time. Talking about my "doing something useful" seems to be her favorite topic of conversation these days.
“Like sitting around the pool and drinking wine is not a good thing?” I countered.
She said she was "only thinking of me," and suggested I go to the senior center and hang out with the guys.
So I went to the senior center, and had a nice day. However, when I arrived home last evening I decided to teach her a lesson about staying out of my business. I e-mailed her and informed her I had joined a parachute club.
"Are you nuts? You're 65 - years old, and now you're going to start jumping out of airplanes?"
I told her I even got a membership card and e-mailed a copy to her. She immediately telephoned me: "Good grief, where are your glasses? This is a membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club!!"
"Oh man, I've got a problem," I answered, "and I don't know what to do."
"No problem," she said. Just tell them you made a mistake."
"It's not that easy. When I signed up, I pre-paid for three jumps a week for the next month."
She hung up on me.
Life as a senior citizen is not getting any easier but sometimes it can be a whole lot of fun.
Yesterday, my daughter e-mailed me - AGAIN - asking why I didn't do something useful with my time. Talking about my "doing something useful" seems to be her favorite topic of conversation these days.
“Like sitting around the pool and drinking wine is not a good thing?” I countered.
She said she was "only thinking of me," and suggested I go to the senior center and hang out with the guys.
So I went to the senior center, and had a nice day. However, when I arrived home last evening I decided to teach her a lesson about staying out of my business. I e-mailed her and informed her I had joined a parachute club.
"Are you nuts? You're 65 - years old, and now you're going to start jumping out of airplanes?"
I told her I even got a membership card and e-mailed a copy to her. She immediately telephoned me: "Good grief, where are your glasses? This is a membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club!!"
"Oh man, I've got a problem," I answered, "and I don't know what to do."
"No problem," she said. Just tell them you made a mistake."
"It's not that easy. When I signed up, I pre-paid for three jumps a week for the next month."
She hung up on me.
Life as a senior citizen is not getting any easier but sometimes it can be a whole lot of fun.
