(From Archives)
Jan. 4th, 2006 at 7:21 PM
Boy, old people sure do tell you everything don't they? I was @ the grocery store in line with a man, about 86 years old, (still sharp as a razor, mind you) when I made the mistake of making eye contact and smiling, then introducing a small joke about the long wait to check out. By the time I got back to my car, and turned the key in the ignition, I had learned all about his wife and her BMs (thats med speak for bowel movements,) her prolapsed uterus, (yes, when you get old, it falls out ladies!) and then that time he went to the "Casey's" gas station, "you know, the one off of procvidence and 64th?" and they didn't have any fresh donuts for 99 cents. *Gasp* NO! Say it isnt so! As I bagged my groceries, he proceeded to fish out 50 lottery tickets from his pocket for the grocer to check as the people behind him in line sighed and looked annoyingly @ their watches. I was outta there, thank God. Nice old boy though.
Jan. 4th, 2006 at 7:21 PM
Boy, old people sure do tell you everything don't they? I was @ the grocery store in line with a man, about 86 years old, (still sharp as a razor, mind you) when I made the mistake of making eye contact and smiling, then introducing a small joke about the long wait to check out. By the time I got back to my car, and turned the key in the ignition, I had learned all about his wife and her BMs (thats med speak for bowel movements,) her prolapsed uterus, (yes, when you get old, it falls out ladies!) and then that time he went to the "Casey's" gas station, "you know, the one off of procvidence and 64th?" and they didn't have any fresh donuts for 99 cents. *Gasp* NO! Say it isnt so! As I bagged my groceries, he proceeded to fish out 50 lottery tickets from his pocket for the grocer to check as the people behind him in line sighed and looked annoyingly @ their watches. I was outta there, thank God. Nice old boy though.