~“Thank God they didn’t start a fire”~

Published: Thursday, November 15, 2012 at 11:24 AM.

This month is a special month for me, in terms of age. I honestly get tired of hearing, “It’s just a number.” It is not just a number, if I want it to bother me some; I will let it bother me (some).

No parties, no presents and I think perhaps, it would be nice to spend it on a train.

The AARP decided to throw gas on my birthday cake by sending me an invitation and my first card to carry around in my wallet. I wanted to fire off a letter to them explaining that I wasn’t interested in any discounts, magazines or help with deciding who to vote for in the upcoming elections.

If I want a discount, I’ll get one. If they won’t give me one, I’ll move on to the next hotel, car rental company or restaurant. Age discrimination works both ways. Why not give discounts to twenty-something’s with small children? While you are at it, you should give discounts to folks that travel with dogs – not charge them extra.

I will stick with my AAA card, buy magazines from the elementary school children and as for voting, I can figure that out.

It was starting out to be a difficult weekend. Needing a break, I volunteered to go to the grocery store. Honestly, the grocery store is a briar patch type place for me. A briar patch type place, as in the story of Brer Rabbit. Can’t you hear me?

"Roast me! Hang me! Do whatever you please." "Only please, Brer Fox, please don't throw me into the grocery store."

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