One of the offices I’ve worked in is directly opposite one of the ticket pay machines, the thing is the only gadget/machine/ANYTHING on the whole floor, it is COVERED with brightly coloured large font signs saying what it is and how to use it, but over 65s just cannot deal with it.
“Where’s the ticket machine, is it that thing there which is the only machine in sight?”
Nup. That’s not it.
"Where do I put the ticket in, is it where there’s the foot long arrow saying “start here” "
Nah.
“How much is it, is it $6 like it says in big font on be screen?”
Couldn’t be.
They CANNOT deal with there not being someone there to hold their hands.
Well. Maybe they shouldn’t be driving, I don’t know.
We start off needing a lot of help in this life, and wind up in a similar way. Nobody hangs ■■■■ on young kids though. Except Mrs Deck - who is not a young kid person.
Nah, maybe it’s just me, but am still laughing, coz I’ve helped a few with this, I am always happy to give a helping hand, perhaps Henry is just not a helping hand sort of guy or auditioning for when time comes, Grumpy Old Men.
I’ve just ruptured my thumb, changing channels every time one of those TAB ads where the bloke starts singing to Chris ■■■■■■■ Judd in a restaurant, and the other TAB ad where some baldy-headed tool starts singing to some dude when they’re stuck at traffic lights. Don’t know who the second dude is, but not a jury in the land would convict him of road rage if he pulled the tyre iron out of the boot and sconed the first dude.
When you are doing tne speed limit in a residential zone and some pr*ck decides to tailgate you. Look in the rear view mirror and he is throwing his hands up in exasperation. Fark off.
Remember back when it was first sold to us by Unca Rupe??.. “NO AD"S” … “AD FREE” … he spouted, … two years after a shitload of suckers had signed up …
Speaking of lasting forever, my Grandmere turned 100 late last year and Mrs diggers’ Gandmother will be turning 100 in a couple of weeks. Grandmere fell last year and banged her head which has left her with a compromised memory by Mrs diggers’ Grandmother is fully compos. She can remember with great detail what life was like being bombed by Nazis in WWII.
