Yesterday I had to make a visit to our local Senior Center and on my way in I saw a pleasant looking, grandmotherly-type woman coming out. I smiled and said hello to her and she scowled at me, “Where’s your coat? And your hat? And your gloves?” I tried to explain, feeling guilty, that I was dressed in several layers and she just dismissed me with a disapproving look.
Next time I go there, I’m wearing my coat.
Posted in Get Off My Lawn
