I was out with some girlfriends a few nights ago. Remember, most of my girlfriends now involve extended families of husbands and children, but we do try to go out at least once a month like we did back in college. It’s typically a lot of fun since we are a quirky bunch and with most of them married off, it’s not like the old days when they were out looking for those future husbands. When we do talk to men in the bar it’s usually the older men. The other night, three old guys sitting to the right of us started making conversation, and as usual, they were fairly easy to not engage. I find old guys far more fun to drink with than younger guys mainly because they’re harmless and have funnier stories. If you tell them you’re not interested, they don’t act hurt, when I tell them I am undateable, they laugh with me. Younger guys on the other hand..
We were talking about the upcoming summer beach weather and how we love the summer, when the snowbirds finally go home and we return to mostly normal and from there we began to speak of general stuff like children, and getting old. One of the old guys said he’s never getting old because you are only as old as you feel. He mentions he just bought a corvette the other day and was already stopped by a state trooper. Now I’m pretty sure I’ve heard this one before, but I’ll put it here for any whose not heard it. He said he drove his brand new Corvette convertible out of the dealership and took off down A-1-A (highway), he floored it to 80 mph, enjoying the wind blowing through what little gray hair he had left. “Amazing,” he thought as he flew down the road pushing the pedal even more. He said about that time he looked in his rear view mirror behind him and saw a state trooper with his lights flashing and siren blaring. He floored it to 100 mph, then 110, then 120. Suddenly he thought, “What am I doing? I’m too old for this,” and pulled over somewhere around Marineland to await the trooper’s arrival. Pulling in behind him, the trooper walked up to the Corvette, looked at his watch, and said, “Sir, my shift ends in 30 minutes. Today is Friday. If you can give me a reason for speeding that I’ve never heard before, I’ll let you go.” The old gentleman paused. Then he said, “Years ago, my wife ran off with a Florida Highway Patrolman. I thought you were bringing her back.” to which the trooper replied,”Have a good day, sir.”
Take from? Yeah I suppose there is. Sometimes when weeks are really busy and the words won’t come, try using a little laughter in your life. Whether it’s when you are out enjoying time with old friends, new friends, family, or just trying to get through an eight hour day at work. Follow the advice of the old guy I was drinking with because laughter is always a universal and ageless language. Besides you look ten years younger wearing that smile on you. We’re almost there, chin up, one more day to the weekend!