When a feeble man of 90 asks you what kind of music you are listening to these days, DO NOT answer "Oh, you know, the oldies." This is not the right statement.
Then when he says "Like 40s Big Band?" DO NOT say "No more like the 70s."
Nothing good will come out of this conversation. This will in fact cause confusion, nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach, diarrhea and possibly death. Of course the death part was coming anyways, but that's beside the point.
Showing posts with label old people. Show all posts
Showing posts with label old people. Show all posts
February 21, 2009
January 16, 2009
kids
People keep calling Bryan and I "kids." I keep calling them "old." Which, of course, does not help the situation but makes me feel that much better. I guess we should stop hanging out at the medical supply store and Luby's. I guess we are just asking for it really. But seriously, are there any young people within a 15 mile radius of us? I'm getting desperate here. The next young-ish person I find I will be their best friend. No questions asked. I have no standards at this point. I just want someone who knows who Lauren Conrad is and doesn't find YouTube fascinating. Is that too much to ask for??
If we get called kids one more time, we are both growing mustaches
If we get called kids one more time, we are both growing mustaches
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