A Personal Note.....

Yesterday, in my office, a young Latino woman asked my age. I thought...oh, we're gonna play that game.
When, unasked, she said "46." I thought...46....that's 14 years younger than I am. Then I began to mentally itemize her real reasons for her estimate. There were two:
1. I am, indeed, a young, handsome, virile man, to whom women naturally gravitate.
2. She wanted something that was in my power to provide. (Do not have a dirty mind. I control a rather
admirable account that could pay a bill or two).
As I was happily choosing reason #1, she said, "I do have an electric bill I'd like you to look at."
Oh well...they say 60 is the new 50. Yeah. Right.