Sitting in the waiting room at the dentist yesterday. Old, no make that REALLY old, man sitting across from me. Receptionist comes over to explain that he needs to have two teeth removed and that she can drive him home and pick him up again tomorrow to have them taken care of. Is that ok, she asks. He appears to have either not heard her or is sleeping. Then suddenly picks up his head and declares, "GOD DAMMIT!" Then looks at me and says, "Honey, stay young and pretty. I'm 102 and getting old stinks. DAMMIT, DAMMIT, DAMMIT!"
And that's what happens when you live to be 102. You get super grumpy and are allowed to say bad words at the dentist. Shoot, I'd be happy to still have teeth at 102.
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