Story ( from ny )

Where are your Glasses ??    ( A Story for your reference. /ny )

I love this one!!!!

Yesterday my daughter e-mailed me again, asking why I didn't do something useful with my time.

Talking about my "doing-something-useful" seems to be her favorite topic of conversation.  She was "only thinking of me",  she said and suggested that I go down to the Senior Center and hang out with the guys. I did this and when I got home last night, I decided to play a prank on her.

I e-mailed her and told her that I had joined a Parachute Club.
She replied,  "Are you nuts?  You are 72 years old and now you're going to start jumping out of airplanes?"  I told her that I even got a Membership Card and e-mailed a copy to her.

She immediately telephoned me and yelled, "Good grief Dad, where are your glasses?!  This is a Membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club."

"Oh man, I'm in trouble again," I said, "I really don't know what to do. I signed up for five jumps a week!!"

The line went quiet and her friend picked up the phone and said that my daughter had fainted.

Life as a Senior Citizen is not getting any easier, but sometimes it can be fun...