Humor

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If I were a senior citizen...well, let me rephrase that: In some circles, I'm not yet considered a senior citizen. But, if I were a senior citizen, I would be lumped into a group that is known more for its grumpiness than anything else. I think of myself as a positive person. However, if I did become a grumpy old man, here are some ways to deal with me.

Try understanding. I have plenty to be grumpy about. After all, I could drop dead at any moment.

Try diplomacy. Tell me things like, "We all have problems." As if I haven't heard that a million times.

Remind me to count my blessings. Tell me I'm lucky to still be getting around so well, and I'll probably run over you with my wheelchair.

Try a compliment. Compliment my hair (if I still have any left), my eyes (that I can barely see out of anymore), and my warm smile (if I smile at all due to no teeth.)

Ask me about my kids/grand kids. I'll whip out my wallet and bore you with a zillion pictures as I never have learned how those digital thingamajigs work.

Offer me coffee and a donut. Go ahead. Help me to increase my blood pressure and cholesterol even more.

Be careful. This is wise advice. I may carry a cane or a walker that can be used as a weapon.

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