Now before everyone gets their knickers in a knot, let me tell you a story.
I live in an area where there is a wonderful abundance of senior citizens, most of them above 75 & some of them pretty close to 100.
One of them in particular, is a source of some amazing anecdotes.
About age she says I am a trainee senior citizen & that she is ‘knocking’ on Heavens door.
Of course she has been known to call me a young whipper snapper too, especially when, as she puts it, I don’t ‘look lively’!
Back to her story & that day out.
This is a country with a booming old age community & there are many wonderful groups that dedicate their time to keeping these oldies(?) active & amused.
Well Sybil (let’s call her that) – a seriously devout lady, Irish & of course Catholic. She reminds me a lot of Mrs Fawlty, waylaid me while I was outside swearing at the weeds and asked me if I knew anything about computers.
“A bit”, I answered. One must be very careful with this lady, for she has a razor like mind & a tongue to go with it. Before you know it, one is walking the plank after receiving a severe lashing on the poop deck!
She wanted to learn about computers as her grandchildren were always playing with those gizmos and she had signed up to attend a class on computers for senior citizens.
Well, off she went & came back with the mutters.
Apparently the young man giving the class was worse than a whipper snapper. He was a ‘snotty nosed little smart arse’. Her words, not mine!
He had told her she had disrupted the class with all her questions.
Poor chap, I should have warned him?
He had been going on about how computers could open up her world to a wealth of experiences, to which she replied – “Young man, I have had more life experiences in one day than you will have in your life time”
It was about now that she brought the class to a standstill with ‘that’ question.
“Does God read Social Media”?
Poor fellow, perhaps he should watch the film – Miracle on 34th Street?