To start your week!
A distraught senior citizen phoned her doctor’s office. “Is it true,” she wanted to know, “that the medication you prescribed has to be taken for the rest of my life?”
“‘Yes, I’m afraid so,”‘ the doctor told her.
There was a moment of silence before the senior lady replied, “I’m wondering, then, just how serious is my condition because this prescription is marked ‘NO REFILLS’..”
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An older gentleman was on the operating table awaiting surgery and he insisted that his son, a renowned surgeon, perform the operation. As he was about to get the anesthesia,
he asked to speak to his son.
“Yes, Dad , what is it?”
“Don’t be nervous, son; do your best, and just remember, if it doesn’t go well, if something happens to me, your mother is going to come and live with you and your wife….”
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Aging:
Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it. This is so true. I love to hear them say “you don’t look that old.”
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The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.
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Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me! I want people to know why
I look this way. I’ve traveled a long way and some of the roads weren’t paved.
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When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra.
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One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change
from being young.
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Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.
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First you forget names, then you forget faces. Then you forget to pull up your zipper…
it’s worse when you forget to pull it down.
And this one is not necessarily ‘just’ for the Army…
Y’all have a good week!!!
The one about aging is familiar. Last summer I was carded when claiming a senior discount at a local farm and home store. Nice to know I can pass for 59. I’m 74.
Aye. Better to impress folks with how weirdly young you look than how bad you must have had it. (So says Ancient Beast…)
I turn 80 tomorrow (TAX Day, too!). About a year ago, I and the wife (-2.5 years) had to show ID at Golden Corral for the senior discount. I walk with a cane and definitely don’t look unridden. Wife doesn’t walk with a cane and I’m not going to comment on how young/old she looks (have learned SOMEthing over time). Either newish cashier or a stick-up-the-butt manager, got to be one or the other.
I’m still struggling with algebra.
The pure mathematicians do some things, with vector spaces and stuff, that I just do not follow yet. The algebra stuff involving geometry is still a bunch of impenetrable jargon to me.
There’s a joek that people tell me we learned algebra in middle school, but American middle schools must be really bad because the university textbooks on elementary algebra would have been really challenging with the reading skills I had in elementary school. I still find them challenging, and on paper I graduated from highschool.
Possibly bad news: The only time I remember using geometry was about 30 years ago to figure out how long a ladder to buy to work on my 3-story house. Nonnumeric Answer: Must have it delivered and it will be too damned long to handle.
There is an upgrade to the warning “Watch this;”
it’s “Hey y’all, STAND BACK…”
“The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for”.
Too true. I’m not wasting the time I have left waiting in lines.
The one that terrifies me: “Hey, (Innocent Bystander!) The (rank) thinks he knows more than me about (thing), and he’s going to prove it! Come watch this!”
I’ve learned to say “No, thanks! I’m allergic to paperwork!” and try to depart at a high speed. It doesn’t always work, but it’s worth trying.
Jim/Orvan/Bob- I feel ya… sigh…
Bob- I used it as a navigator!
Cranston- Oh no!!!
WSF- Or bending over to pick stuff up…
Dot- Yeah, sigh!