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What's next, selling cemetery plots?

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As if it's not bad enough being the only browser in Tower Records classical room without a walker and an oxygen bottle, they've added a new wrinkle that makes me want to drive home, tell my kid that I'm too old to wipe my ass so it's his job from now on, hobble up the stairs to crawl into bed, then tell my wife that I feel chilled with the window open, but please don't bother to close it on my account and don't worry about me, I'll be ok... I think.

I was looking at the CD's and happened upon a very prominent display with a sign that read, "The Golden Years." In the golden years display, they had a bunch of new age books with titles like... Aging Gracefully... Reflections Of Years Past... Life After You Reach 100... Fiber And Regularity ... and The Book Of Arthritis. Sitting right next to the books, was a rack of reading glasses, with nothing lower then a 2.5 magnification, and next to those were CD's with music to meditate by, along with soothing sound effects. Where the hell were the vitamins and drugs for crissake? Jesus, after leaving that display, I put back the CD's I was gonna buy, and went to a hospital supply house to get a walker to help me make it from my bed to the EZLift so I can be rolled near the fireplace on those long cold nights when my shoulders need a shawl. Nipple rings be damned, the female clerks at Tower could be naked and blowing smokerings from a cigar in their ass, and I'm still not going back.

My stomach is rumbling, it might be time to put the kid to work at his new job.




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Topic - What's next, selling cemetery plots? - John E 14:16:05 03/11/00 (15)


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