The good thing about old people is that they're often ready to leave early.
Because we have to be at the pickup address ten to fifteen minutes before the requested departure time, that means no waiting around. On the road early, job's finished early.
The not so good thing about old people is that they can tell you the same thing five times in two hours.
Sigh.
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Dealing with the public is always so much fun. Glad it was you of the iron control rather than grouchy me.
Oh no! That's my comment from the other day! LOL New comment: really there are people who are early and there are people who are late. My wife & I (yes, older) are always early; our daughter is always cutting it close not to say late.
Which goes to prove that neither you nor your wife carry the late gene, doesn't it, Don?
Yeah, that's probably stretching it a bit. In truth, your daughter was bitten by the Late Snake when in junior high, and never recovered. That's really how that works.
I don't know if she was bitten my any snakes but some of the guys she was dating were pretty suspect!
She did get ticketed TWICE for speeding by the same cop in the same location in the same week. Neither my wife nor I want to claim THAT gene!
hey, Wombie, have I already told you that I really like old people?
Hey, Wombie, have I already told you that I really like old people?
Hey, Wombie, have I already told you that I really like old people?
Wombie, have I mentioned to you that I really like old people?
Wombie, do you know what? I really like old people
Why is it that the nicest girls date the goofiest guys? It's all so weird to me.
As for your daughter's lead foot, Don, may I respectfully suggest that scientists know this to be transferred from mother to daughter. It's a fact.
Enigma, you funny person you. Are you trying to push my buttons, or summin'?
muttering *old people, sheesh*
count your blessings, sugar...you drive them...I LIVE WITH ONE! jaysus, and she hums off key and drags her hand along the wall for balance and sweet jaysus, don't get me started on the stories and interruptions...sigh
xoxo
I'd rather have them tell me the same story over and over than have them wee in the car or rap me across the knuckles with their umbrella...
*laughing with Savannah*
Sorry, Sugar, I feel your pain. (But at a distance, for my own safety.)
*wee in the car*
Girl! Let's not take the stopper out of that particular bottle of horrors, I beg you.
*watch it happen now*
I'll take the unbrella walloping if there's a choice!
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