Friday, December 2, 2016

What is the rudest way someone has ever used your age against you?

Try being older and listen to the rude. Oh, yeah. You’ve got THAT to look forward to.

“Oh, you were here first, and not this hot young thing?”

I’ve been giving this deep, deep thought, and after taking a mouthful of aspirin due to unaccustomed brain activity, lemme tell you about rude because of age.

I read a comment on someone’s blog post listing 13 reasons people shouldn’t use a pubic pool. I mean, a PUBLIC pool. (Why do I keep DOING that?)

This person said that she didn’t like to use the pool while the old people were doing their aerobics because they might pee and poop in the pool.

What the….?

This pissed me off so much, I almost wet my pants. Among other things. People really shouldn’t make us old people mad. We only have so many pairs of underwear.

(Although according to Jordan Yates, I have twenty years before I have to use the potty for any purpose other than for the dog’s water bowl.)

I really don’t know if I qualify as ‘old’ according to this person’s standards. I’ve checked my AARP standings, and I think I do.

Well then, if I have to wear diapers, so does her toddler. If I’ve committed an atrocity in a pool, it was when I died for a few minutes and lost control of my bodily functions. No, this doesn’t happen to me a lot, although I wouldn’t know it if it did.

I came across another thread on a blog post (I’m sure there are many like this), in which the participants were grumbling about older drivers.

This subject drives me crazy. Time to do a wash.

One young woman commented that everyone should turn in their driver’s license at the age of 50. Oh, my. I lost control of my truck right in front of her picture window where she was gazing upon her relatively quiet, undisturbed suburban street.

Until I got there, and got lost, got confused, couldn’t read her address where it’d worn off and she hadn’t replaced it, caught my foot on the gas pedal, and careened…. Well, I won’t go into details.

Anyhoo, seeing as how there’ll be a great number of people stuck at home after they turn 50, unable to get to work, I thought I’d volunteer at the DMV to accept the now-defunct licenses of the people who lobbied so hard when they were 28, to get this bill passed.

They are true Americans, and I want to be there to be welcome them on their mid-century birthday.

It’s gonna be a busy week down there and I need to buy more underwear. Anyone free to give me a ride to the mall?



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