Humour: When You’re Over 65

Kidnappers are no longer interested in you.
In a hostage situation, you are likely to be released first.
No one expects you to run into a burning building.
People phone at 7 PM and ask, “Did I wake you?”
People no longer view you as a hypochondriac.
There’s nothing left to learn the hard way.
Things you buy now won’t wear out.
You can eat dinner at 4 PM.
You enjoy hearing about other people’s surgeries.
You get into a heated argument about pension plans.
You have a party, and the neighbours don’t even realize it.
You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.
You quit trying to hold your stomach in, no matter who walks into the room.
You sing along with the elevator music.
Your eyes won’t get much worse.
Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off.
Your joints are more accurate meteorologists than the Weather Service.
Your secrets are safe with your friends, because they can’t remember them either.
Your supply of brain cells is finally down to a manageable size.
Life insurance agents no longer phone you.