Happy Birthday to the bearded one, my good friend Joe Larkins. He shares on his blog about thoughts while turning 50.
It reminded me of a little joke.
Three old men are sitting in the steam room at the Y when one says “Boy I hate getting old. Ever since I turned 60 it’s the same thing every morning. I wake up at 2 and I gotta pee. Walk to the bathroom, stand there and….nothing.”
Another guy says “Boy it’s worse when you get 60. Every morning at 2 I get up to pee, stand there for a while and nothing. Then again at 4, get up, stand there….nada.”
The next guy says, you youngsters don’t know how much worse it is when you turn 70. I get up at 2, 3 and 4 and get barely a trickle. I end up sleeping half the day because I can’t get enough shut-eye at night!”.
Finally, the senior member of the group speaks up. “Well, I wish I had it as good as you boys. Every morning since I turned 90, it’s the same thing. I pee at 6:30 on the dot and have my first bm at 6:31. Never fails. Every morning like clockwork”.
The 60 year old says “sounds good to me, what’s so bad about that?”
“I don’t wake up til 6:32”.