Who knew that retirement homes were a great place to pick up chicks? My Mom reveals the sordid truth in this short excerpt from her sequel-in-progress to Active Senior Living, her fictionalized memoir:
I was sitting in the lobby lounge with my buddy Larry, just passing the time of day before we went in to dinner when Dale came over and sat down on my other side and began talking to me.
"Do you like movies?" he asked.
" Yes, " I said.
Dale was all smiles. " You know, they show a movie here every night upstairs in the media room. I could come to your apartment and get you and we could go together. How about if we do that tonight?"
" No thank you," I said.
" It's an hour before dinner. Let's go to the park. I still drive and my car is out in front. Come on," he said , reaching for my arm.
I pulled my arm away and said, " No, thank you, I don't want to go to the park."
Dale leaned in closer, as if he had a secret to tell me. " Do you have a DVD player?"
" Yes, why?"
" I have a lot of movies. I could bring one to your apartment tonight. It's more fun if you watch a DVD with someone else. What time should I come over?"
" I'm not interested in watching a DVD with you," I said, leaning away from him.
" Well, then," he said, all smiles again, " Let's just go to the park together. They have benches and we could sit together and just enjoy the sunshine."
" My answer is still no," I said , hoping my tone showed that I had enough of his asking me to do something with him.
"What's your apartment number?" he asked. " I'll just come over tonight and we can visit or watch t.v. together."
"I'm not giving you my apartment number," I said , " I don't want you to come over so get that idea out of your head."
Larry who had been sitting quietly and listening to all this began to laugh. Dale looked at him, as if noticing him for the first time.
" And who are you?" Dale asked.
" I'm Larry and I don't want to watch a DVD with you, or go to a movie, or sit together to watch t.v. and don't ask me to go to the park, either."
Well, I burst out laughing at Larry's response to Dale. Dale, on the other hand, didn't find it funny and stood up, putting his hand on my shoulder. " If you change your mind and you want to get together after dinner just give me a call. I'm in apartment 104."
And with that parting request he left the lounge area.
" I think you made a conquest, " Larry said.
We were still laughing as we headed in to dinner.
awesome! when im 85, i still wanna have sex!
Ahahaha! How old is he?! Man, that’s amazing – I guess the blood’s still pumping like he’s in the peak of his puberty, yeah! I find it hard to imagine how his nurse does his/her job LOL.