It vexes me. I'm terribly vexed.
Posted on 07/09/2010 12:14:40 PM PDT by RaceBannon
Well, they dont call me sir, they just smile and smirk and say, “Ohh, Uncle Jim...”
Try the drive-thru next time.
(Just don’t pull up to the trash can and start ordering.)
I’d only be vexed if you didn’t get the Bavarian cream-filled donut.
MAAM!
At Joan Jett???
LOL!
Your not old until you get the urge to boost the Ketchup, mustard, and sugar packs.
LOL,
Sounds like my mother. She could go into the paper napkin business also and has sugar/sweetener packs that should last for 10 years. Never saw her ketchup collection though.
It won’t be long until you’re standing in line and some lady will offer you her seat.
It’s just beginning. Soon, some of that hair that once grew on your head will begin to grow out of your ears... and you won’t notice that ear hair until it’s 3” long!
But, here is some good news. Some of those ‘bad things’ you did when you were were young, will no longer haunt you, because... you will no longer remember them.
Welcome to my world..... ;>)
We can’t stop father time. So make the most of every day you can. Go out and buy a muscle car or something to remind you of the good old days. (When you couldn’t afford to buy one).
So, a couple of years ago shortly after I turned 50, i went to a certain department store to look for some shirts. It was a tuesday and when I pulled up there were these small lawn signs in the parking lot that read “Tuesday’s are Senior Discount Day! take an additional 20% off if you’re 50 or older.”
FIFTY?!?!? SENIOR?!?!? I called my wife and asked her if I should own up to my age and take the discount and she said “YES! Of course!”.
Drats! Next it’ll be Denny’s.
Dude, if I start doin the Cracker Barrel, you’ll know it’s over...
I HAVE GOT TO HAVE ONE OF THOSE!!!!!!
People accuse me of robbing the cradle even though my husband is 3 years older than me. We were on vacation last week and he let some stubble grow and I saw one little patch where it was a little white; other than that he looks like he’s 20. I’m 45 but have had white hairs (increasingly more) since I was 20. Some gal at Pamida gave me a senior citizen discount a few years ago.
Ah, well, I’ve earned every white hair I’ve got. And if I dye it, I can get it to last for a couple weeks. lol.
Last year some little pipsqueak in a museum asked hubby and me if we wanted two senior tickets. Now, hubby is silver haired, but I’m in my 40s. So, I asked Mr. Pipsqueak if he planned on living long enough to see his next birthday. He didn’t get it. Hubby said “you don’t have a girl-friend, do you?” He didn’t get that either.
Oh no! 50 is only 10 years to 60, and 60 is almost 70. Don’t you just hate the math?
Only if you go there for dinner before 5pm.
Had that happen to me at a fast food place, about 20 years ago — and I was only about 42. Got $2.00 knocked off the purchase. I just smiled.
Better than Raman Noodles and Chicken Tenders that I heard you are fond of.
I am completely depressed.....
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Are you “Blazing Saddles” depressed???
Taggart: [learning Bart is the new sheriff of Rock Ridge] Now if that don’t beat all. Here we take the good time and trouble to slaughter every last Indian in the West, and for what? So we can appoint a sheriff that’s blacker than any Indian. I am depressed.
Lyle: Excuse me, Mr. Taggart, sir, but I sure do hate to see you like this. What if me and the boys was to shoot that ******dead? Would that pep you up some?
Taggart: It might.
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