I agree with Donnie and all others on this thread- I'm in my mid 50s and yet the new crowd of managers and professionals think they know it all with little real life experience. I used to get them out of trouble but they took the credit for themselves only to improve their professional standing. I don't help them any more. Most are gone and I'm still here.
Here is a video just released that can explain some of what is happening: The Rise of the Modern Emasculated Man
Hope I don't get kicked off this thread for doing this, but I thought I can just lighten the mood just a tad.......We can all use a laugh sometime......
My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed.
I turned to her and said, 'Do you want to have Sex?'
'No,' she answered.
I then said, 'Is that your final answer?'
... She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, 'Yes..'
So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."
And that's when the fight started...
I took my wife to a restaurant.
The waiter, for some reason, took my order first.
"I'll have the rump steak, rare, please."
He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?"
"Nah, she can order for herself."
And that's when the fight started.....
My wife and I were sitting at a table at her high school
reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his
drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.
I asked her, "Do you know him?"
"Yes", she sighed,
"He's my old boyfriend. I understand he took to drinking
right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he
hasn't been sober since."
"My God!" I said, "Who would think a person could go on
celebrating that long?"
And then the fight started...
When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed.
But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the shed, the boat,
making beer.. Always something more important to me.
Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.
When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing
scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into
the house. I was gone only a minute, and when I came out again
I handed her a toothbrush.
I said, "When you finish cutting the
grass, you might as well sweep the driveway."
The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.
My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels.
She asked, "What's on TV?"
I said, "Dust."
And then the fight started...
Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the
boat up to the van and proceeded to back out into a torrential
downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather
would be bad all day.
I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's back;
now with a different anticipation,
and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."
My loving wife of 5 years replied, "And, can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?"
And that's how the fight started...
My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary.
She said, "I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds."
I bought her a bathroom scale.
And then the fight started......
After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply
for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me
for my driver's License to verify my age. I looked in my pockets
and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that
I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.
The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'.
So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.
She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application.
When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.
She said, 'You should have dropped
your pants. You might have gotten disability too.'
And then the fight started...
My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.
She was not happy with what she saw and said to me,
"I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you
to pay me a compliment.'
I replied, "Your eyesight's damn near perfect."
And then the fight started........
I rear-ended a car this morning...the start of a REALLY bad day!
The driver got out of the other car, and he was a DWARF!!
He looked up at me and said 'I am NOT Happy!'
So I said, 'Well, which one ARE you then?'
That's how the fight started.
One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot
as a Christmas gift...
The next year, I didn't buy her a gift.
When she asked me why, I replied,
"Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"
Man learns all his life and dies a fool anyway.
Our baggage of experience grows every moment, but there are people who are like concrete walls, resistant to knowledge and difficult to control.
For me, the most important thing is to do what I love in my life. so as not to regret any moment of your life
Isn't it funny haha or funny peculiar the way this "thread" has turned, Donnie started this "feeling" / "sounding" depressed of which we can all relate to in spades. We - everybody - that contributed to this thread has helped turn a "sad/serious" situation around to the funny side, well done! I hope that we have made Donnie feel better. Donnie, if you have a penchant for writing, those goddamn frustrating things/episodes in life that make us want to grab someone by the Adams apple and bitch slap them until their lower areas start to bleed, can be turned into something amusing (with a little exaggeration of course, it's called poetic license).
See my frustration creeping in there, I am OK now, I've been put back into my straight jacket now that I have stopped growling and hissing.
I felt the same way a few months back and totally lost interest in electronic kit assembly(digital clock kits) as well as model boats and my cnc but I forced myself into other "projects" totally unrelated. At the moment having a sabbatical in Darwin and will be home on Jan.5, still have some of the projects to complete BUT there is a new vigor already.
Grandpa comes to the pharmacy
and taps his hand on the glass with 5 fingers and says Viagra I wanted!
The pharmacist takes 1 item out of the drawer and serves it
Upset grandfather says pointing to his hand, but I show that I wanted 5 pcs!
The pharmacist gave my grandfather 5 pcs and my grandfather left the pharmacy happy
The next day, my grandfather is at the pharmacy again, but now he knocks with both hands, i.e. with 10 fingers
The pharmacist smiled and asked: I understand that 10 Viagra?
Grandpa replies: no no! I would like something on my hand, because she didn't come
two Russian soldiers walking through the steppe found 2 atomic bombs So they look at and one says: will we disarm this one? and the other, scared, asks: how will it explode? the first replies: what we have of this, we have the second