It's a "joke" no I don't have any daughters in any hidden cupboards..
Yesterday my daughter emailed me again, asking why I didn't do something useful with my time.
"Like sitting in front of the telly, drinking rum isn't a good thing?" I asked.
Talking about me “doing something useful” seems to be her favourite topic of conversation.
She is "only thinking of me," she said, and suggested, I go down to the Senior Centre and hang out with the blokes.
So, I did and when I got home, decided to play a prank on her. I sent her an e-mail saying that I had joined the Senior Parachute Club.
She replied, "Are you crazy? You're 81-years-old and now you're going to start jumping out of airplanes?" I told her that I even had a Membership Card and e-mailed a copy to her.
Immediately, she telephoned me and yelled, "Holy Hell, Dad, where are your glasses? This is a membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club."
"Oh crap, am I in trouble," I said, "I signed up for five jumps a week!"
The line went dead.
Life as a Senior Citizen isn't getting any easier, but sometimes it can be fun.
