I hear you, brother.
Oh, how I hear you.
Unhip...it isn't that us old men are "unhip", it's just that all of
our stuff is out of style these past twenty years.
A yellow and blue shirt... nice bright colors, easy to spot in a crowd
if your wife gets lost. Good ideal.
But if your socks match and you can still tie your own shoes, you've
got me beat.
I can't even see my feet anymore. (I guess they're still there or I'd wobble.)
But my poor wife got tired of tying my shoes, she bought me some of those
velco fasteners shoes long time ago. Even worse, she put the BIG "R" and "L"
on bottom. Funny woman, isn't she.
I had me some those pull over Polo shirts...cool colors. I thought they were
seconds, 'cause some of them had the pockets on the back. Wrong...my daughter
told me I had them on backwards. I should of known better...real shirts have buttons
in the front.
And suspenders...I bet you've got some of those. Mandatory old man wear...
I even have to use a pair on my jammies, or I wake up naked.
I don't know WHY people make such fun of old men. We're doing the best we can.
Me, I think it ought'ta be against the law or something.
Have you seen the way the young people dress now days? But do we ever make fun
of them....? No....not once.
Us old people have style...
Spook....the Elder....the YOUNG elder of the bunch.
****(TRUE NOTE)
In the mail, I got a flyer advertising some "new" house slippers for old people. You
know that button you push when you fall over? "Help, I've fallen and I can't get up."
These new shoes automatically call 911 when you fall over. Some sort of magic sensor
knows when both shoes are sideways, your feet aren't on the floor.
As if we need those....