Forgot My Glasses


Yesterday my daughter again asked why I didn’t do something useful with my time.


Talking about my “doing something useful” seemed to be her favorite topic of conversation.

She was “only thinking of me” and suggested I go down to the senior center and hang out with the guys.

I did this and when I got home last night I decided to teach her a lesson about staying out of my business.

I told her that I had joined a parachute club.

She said, “Are you nuts? You ‘re almost 79 years old and you’re going to start jumping out of airplanes?”

I proudly showed her that I even got a membership card.

She said to me, “Good grief, where are your glasses! This is a membership to a Prostitute Club,

not a Parachute Club.”

“I’m in trouble again, and I don’t know what to do… I signed up for five times a week,” I told her.  She fainted.

Life as a senior citizen is not getting any easier

but sometimes it can be fun.


19 thoughts on “Forgot My Glasses

  1. 79?… well, the French say that life starts at 40, so… go ahead and live it up! 🙂
    I was still living in Houston when John Glenn flew with the spaceshuttle at almost 77, he’s become the oldest person to go into space… yesss! 🙂


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