Some fifteen years ago at a buffet restaurant, my late brother in law was cracking wise about, "Geezers and their geezerettes". Was reminded of that today as a friend and I had a buffet lunch. The place had a good crowd, and the hostess asked if we would share a table. "Sure, no problem".
Nice lunch, and nice conversations with the geezers and geezerettes sharing the table made for a pleasant hour. Thought of my late brother in law and then it struck me; I fit right in at that table.
I am a Geezer!
Yeah, we ARE the geezers... sigh... Did you get the coconut pie or pecan?
ReplyDeleteCarrot cake with a side of ice cream.
DeleteMy husband thinks it's hysterical when I get called Ma'am.
ReplyDeleteHe also laughed his ass off when I got the first junk mail from AARP. He stopped laughing when he started getting those same mailings a couple years later. Heehee.
We're not quite geezers. I prefer to think of myself as a middleage mutant ninja woman. Ha.
Whatever you prefer, Ma'am.
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ReplyDeleteAs Braniff Airline once advised, "If you got it, flaunt it"!
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