When I was a teen and learning to drive, my own dad told me to beware of old men, and particularly, old men in hats. Seriously, he said, “ye jo boore log hai? inca dhyan rakhna. Kas kar agar topi pehenraki ho.” “These old people? Watch out for them. Especially if they are wearing a hat.”
The other day I was at the grocery store and these two guys were out of their cars exchanging insurance info, etc. They were both old! - wore hats! - and BOTH OF THEM DROVE BUICKS. The trifecta of Hell!!!
Nah not so much, but the old broad breezed into the bank and stood in front of me in line, and had the gallto step up next! I begged pardon and stepped in front of her, she said “oh alright go ahead” :rolleyes:
I had a several transactions, I would have let a quickie go first, but not today! Took my rightful place I did showed her too…D
A possibility. I can’t remember what the guy said, but I’m not typically Captain White Knight, so I imagine it must’ve been pretty bad considering I would rather just get on the bus home than risk a fight/getting shot.
That was meant tongue-in-cheek a bit, because I am old and washed up at 27. I was maybe 19 when this took place but in MONSTROUSLY better shape from boxing 4x a week and running 2-3 hours a night on Lake Michigan 4 nights a week for road work.
chela, you’ve reminded me of a story I meant to tell way back when in this thread. I was in a nice long line at Sears during the Christmas season, and an old guy walked up to the cashier with a package of gonch in his hand, expecting to be able to pay for them right away. The cashier told him to go to the back of the line - his response was, “I don’t want to wait.”
Her response was, “Too bad. Get on over there.” All of us waiting in line practically broke out in applause and cheering.
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I was maybe 19 when this took place but in MONSTROUSLY better shape from boxing 4x a week and running 2-3 hours a night on Lake Michigan 4 nights a week for road work.