Life in the slow lane. When you get old you are in everybody's way. When you drive down the street everybody is whizzing around you. You look at your speedometer and you're going exactly the speed limit. Most people think you can get away with five miles over the limit so they must do that. I 'm not in a hurry. I don't have a job to go to or a family to go home to so why hurry? Somebody once told me that Thursday is Shuffler's day at the grocery store. I don't pay any attention to that, I just go very early in the morning so I can get home before the speed demons are out and about.
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