Yesterday, I went to Trader Joe's at what must have been right after the bus from an old person community off loaded. The place was packed with old people, and they were moving very slowly, jamming up the aisles.

As I was maneuvering through an aisle, there at the top of the aisle was a woman that looked to be in her late eighties or nineties, and as I approached her, she looked me up and down and said:

“Hmm, hmm, hmm! If I was fifty or sixty years younger I would drop you on the floor right here, right now and ride you till your face turns blue”

Things to make you go “huh”?

 

 

Written by Basil Rene

I maintain two separate blogs. One is LifeAsAnAnomaly.com where I discuss my life with sarcoidosis and the other is AChefTalksFood.blog, where as the name implies, I talk about food.

3 comments

  1. What the heck?! Seriously? LOL! Did you give her a story to take back to the elderly community to gossip about? You know she probably lives for moments like these. She’d have all her lady friends gathered around her on pins and needles waiting for her to spill the beans of what happened in aisle 11 in Trader Joes. LOL! You’re so funny Basil!

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    1. I seem to get the old ladies all worked up. When I was in massage school, we had to go to an old people’s home and give chair massages. The lady I got started to moan and groan and make all kinds of sexual innuendos. It was totally embarrassing because she kept telling her friends out loud that they got to get my hands on them. If only I could just massage more than her back.

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