My financial controller gets upset if I mention my in-laws, but because I don’t mind very well, here I go again. She goes and picks them up to “just get them out” often. Sometimes they go shopping which means walking and sometimes they get ice cream.
This week there was an antique car show at the assisted living center where they live. They looked out the window at the old cars. It never occurred to them to walk outside and see the cars up close. When my financial controller told me about this, I told her it reminded me of a story. I have a story for everything.
There was an old man and woman sitting on a porch in rocking chairs. The old woman was turned to look one way and the old man was sitting looking the other way. The old woman said, “Well, the city has gotten a new fire truck. It sure is pretty, all red and shiny.” The old man replied, “I wish I was looking that way.”
Don’t want to get there.
PMO
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