So my office is on the first floor of a residential high rise which also happens to be somewhat of a retirement home. There are are a few families and some young people mixed in but I'd say 90% of the tenants are over the age of 75. My day usually starts by reading death notices in the mail room and the sound of ambulance sirens. Quite sad. Anyway, there is a huge open lobby where a lot of the old timers will sit and just watch people come in and out....I think this is the highlight of their day which maybe they enjoy but there MUST be other things that are more fun at 80 right? I keep promising myself I'll do fun things like poo dollar people or race my motorized cart when I'm that age. Who says the party stops at 80!? Well there is a sweet little lady (and by little i mean she's seriously like 4' 2") who sits there everyday and says hi and will split out a random sentence at you if you make eye contact (if in a hurry look away from lil lady). This was our conversation today:
Mini tiny lady: Hi
Me: Oh hi how are you?
Mini tiny lady: I'll be 100 next year.
Me: WHAT?! (I may have startled her by this response but jesus, 100!?!?!)
Mini tiny lady: mmm hmm, 100 years old. Can you believe it?
Me: No way, you don't look a day over....(i stumbled for a hot minute) 80!
Mini tiny lady: My you're tall....
OK then.
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