The older I get the more I find myself reminiscing. (Thank you, Spell Check) My former business partner calls now and then to buy us a meal and catch up. He is still active in the biz, while I am retired. But he is the only guy I know I can share certain things with and he gets it. We were chatting about the old folks home here, and I have found it to be a tough house to amuse, at least at first. I have managed to adjust. But I noted that here at times we have gathered in the community room, like for a residents' meeting, and I say something funny, I have gotten an actual round of laughter. This is not the same thing as two or three people laughing at a joke. There is a certain threshold. 20 people laughing is a whole different thing. It is an audience. I appreciate it, but it also has an intoxicating quality.
So we have one woman here with some sort of defibrillator inside here, and apparently it works on its own. She announced to us once that if we ever see her on the floor jerking around, don't touch her, or we will get a shock. SO I told her, "You know I dated a girl like that once." "Oh?" "Yep," she said, 'if you ever touch me I'll kill you.'"
They liked that one.