Gray Matters by Stuart Carlson and Jerry Resler for October 28, 2012

It happens all the time…

I was speaking to a sweet friend on the telephone. I could tell she was getting agitated and I asked her what was wrong. She replied that she was hunting all over for her cell phone and couldn’t find it. I asked her what phone she was calling me on. She couldn’t stop laughing hysterically . . . so I guessed she found her cell phone.

I’ve done that too. It stinks to get old.

I too am having an increase of these “senior moments”. Last week I was looking all over for my keys and then realized that I had them in my hand.

…oh my god…(sob)its me.

Been there, done that, got the dirty ole ratty t-shirt to prove it. Or at least I did. Can’t find it anywhere. Oh wait, I’m wearing it.