> Who's getting old??
> > > > "$5.37." That's what the kid behind the counter at Taco Bell said to me. > I dug into my pocket and pulled out some lint and two dimes and something that used to be a Jolly Rancher. Having already handed the kid a five-spot, I started to head back out to the truck to grab some change, when the kid with the Elmo hairdo said the harshest thing anyone has ever said to me. > He said, "It's OK. I'll just give you the senior citizen discount." > I turned to see who he was talking to and then heard the sound of change hitting the counter in front of me. > "Only $4.68," he said cheerfully. > I stood there stupefied. I am 58, not even 60 yet. A mere child! Senior citizen? > > > I took my burrito and walked out to the truck, wondering what was wrong with Elmo. Was he blind? As I sat in the truck, my blood began to boil. > Old? Me? > > > I'll show him, I thought. I opened the door and headed back inside. I strode to the counter, and there he was waiting with a smile. > > > Before I could say a word, he held up something and jingled it in front of me, like I could be that easily distracted! > What am I now? A toddler? > > > "Dude! Can't get too far without your car keys, eh?" > I stared with utter disdain at the keys. > I began to rationalize in my mind. > "Leaving keys behind hardly makes a man elderly! > It could happen to anyone!" > I turned and headed back to the truck. > I slipped the key into the ignition, but it wouldn't turn. > What now? > I checked my keys and tried another. > Still nothing. That's when I noticed the purple beads hanging from my rearview mirror. > I had no purple beads hanging from my rearview mirror. > > > Then, a few other objects came into focus. The car seat in the back seat. > Happy Meal toys spread all over the floorboard. A partially eaten doughnut on the dashboard. > > > Faster than you can say ginkgo biloba, I flew out of the alien vehicle. > Moments later I was speeding out of the parking lot, relieved to finally be leaving this nightmarish stop in my life. > That is when I felt it, deep in the bowels of my stomach: hunger! My stomach growled and churned, and I reached to grab my burrito, only it was nowhere to be found. > > > I swung the truck around, gathered my courage, and strode back into the restaurant one final time. > There Elmo stood, draped in youth and black nail polish. All I could think was, "What is the world coming to?" > All I could say was, "Did I leave my food and drink in here?" At this point I was ready to ask a Boy Scout to help me back to my vehicle, and then go straight home and apply for Social Security benefits. > > > Elmo had no clue. I walked back out to the truck, and suddenly a young lad came up and tugged on my jeans to get my attention. He was holding up a drink and a bag. His mother explained, "I think you left this in my truck by mistake." > I took the food and drink from the little boy and sheepishly apologized. > > > He offered these kind words, "It's OK. > My grandfather does stuff like this all the time." > > > All of this is to explain how I got a ticket doing 85 in a 40. Yes, I was racing some punk kid in a Toyota Prius. And, no, I told the officer, I'm not too old to be driving this fast. > > > As I walked in the front door, my wife met me halfway down the hall. I handed her a bag of cold food and a $300 speeding ticket. I promptly sat in my rocking chair and covered up my legs with a blankey. > > > The good news was I had successfully found my way home. > > > |
:lol: :lol: Just when you think it couldn't get any worse, it did! What a funny story! :lol: :lol:
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LMBO I Love this story!!! :D:D:D
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I copied this and e-mailed it to all my older than me friends. :twisted:
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through the tears rolling down my cheeks from laughter --- That is way toooo funny! I am so sorry you got the speeding ticket. The officer should have just given you a warning. It's a good thing he didn't decide you to driving school for seniors. :lol: :lol: :lol: Hope your day gets better. |
HAHAHAHAHAHAH thanks for the laugh!!! :D:D:D
Side note here: We don't do fast food but once in a great while we do Taco Bell, somehow it doesn't seem as bad as the others. Problem- they NEVER, EVER, EVER get the order right! My hubby will go through the drive-thru and when he gets home we realize. Somehow I can't convince him to check before he flies out of the drive-thru though. (when I'm not with him) LOL |
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That is 2 funny! I suppose Elmo was trying to be helpful, but just wait til he gets older...
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That is too funny, but I know how you feel.
Yesterday, I went to the Senior Center to check on some attachments for a fellow board member. Everyone who saw me just ignored me like I belonged. Finally went up to the desk and asked where the sewing room was. She asked if I came here often, and I told her no, I wasn't 60 yet. She then asked if I was 55 or older, and I said yes, I'm 56. She told me that the beginning age was 55 and I could come anytime and gave me a list of classes. I am officially a "Senior Citizen" according to them. I feel at times I just got married, but then again, that will be 38 years this August. Time does fly!!! |
Oh my goodness, that is so sad and funny and true all at the same time. Didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
I had a series of senior moments this past weekend, including losing my credit card and having to cancel it...5 minutes after I had used it. And I'm 57 today. Not quite a senior but at times I really wonder... My "dear" SIL asked me recently whether I considered myself "elderly." That's why "dear" is in raptor claws. |
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