I was waiting with all the old people for a store to open this morning.
Don’t old people have anything else to do other than stand around and wait for stuff?
They always seem to be waiting for the newspaper, the mail, the bus, …
Old people must be really patient or don’t sleep or something.
They should have been pounding on the store window yelling, “Hurry up! I’m dying out here. I don’t have much time. I can’t wait any longer. You’re going to lose a sale, if you’re not quick!“.
I’m not old.
I had an important reason for being at the store before it opened:
I woke up early and had nothing better to do.
note: I’m going to buy everything with a credit card when I start getting shaky.
note to old people: You’ve waited all your life to be old, savour the moment: just not at the check-out counting change.