Subtitle: A Day In The Life Of A New Retiree – Friday Freebies!
My dad and mom (of their 80’s) are very pleased with me turning into a retiree at age 54, and so they consider I am in training for being a “senior”.
On Friday’s, we go to the native McDonald’s the place they’ve a distinct freebie merchandise every Friday. Right here is my fast story of what occurred right now… that is powerful rigorous work being retired!
We go shopping at Kohl’s however we won’t go to McDonald’s YET… I am questioning why, however high quality, we shop longer. Lastly, its time to GO!
We order our meals and eat at a booth on the suitable facet of the quick meals restaurant. Feels like a traditional journey to McDonald’s, proper? Fallacious mcdvoice con!
I maintain watching my dad and mom, as they maintain watch for the Freebies. They’re watching different retirees watching too. No person, properly, no self-respecting retiree, would dare MISS the Freebie supply!
One couple appears to be like like they’re courting… too dressed to be already married, wanting dapper of their courting garments, and speaking, and guffawing like most married do not. He retains twisting his head to watch for the freebies. Mother retains poking me “Have a look at HIM searching for the free meals! She is courting a freebie man!” (in fact, no point out that WE are additionally there for our freebies).
Abruptly, dad says “I odor cookies, freshly baked cookies… “Mother says “Oh boy!” I say “They aren’t going to provide away free cookies! geesh!”
However they did… up goes my dad, virtually working (shuffle working) to get there earlier than they’re gone. He had fairly clearly practiced this run earlier than.
Relationship man virtually missed them as he was busy speaking to his date.
So again dad comes with three oatmeal raisin cookies.. good full sized cookies, and piping sizzling from the oven! WoW! I used to be impressed… this was fairly the deal with! So we’re pleased, consuming our cookies and watching them disappear from the desk up entrance… and disappear they did as seniors scooped them up!
My again is to the desk… Dad sat himself so he was our Lookout Man. From this nice seat, he noticed one single leftover cookie. A number of occasions he talked about that one little cookie, in between our conversations. Lastly, I obtained up for that one cookie and grabbed it for him.
Simply as I hand it to him, he says “I hope it isn’t chocolate chip.” (D***, It is free… ) Properly, it was, so he broke it in half and provided it mother and me… each of us refused. He set it down, however the subsequent time I seemed, it was gone!