Saturday, December 29, 2018

Ah, the joys of aging


Today I received a "personalized" invitation from an audio/hearing concern, inviting me to a special three day "window" event  which included a free audio test, and a demonstration of a super new hearing aid thingy.  They suggested I bring a friend along, one I can hear, (which is also a way of saying, 'one who can interpret for you") as well. 

Oh what fun I could have.  I immediately found myself slipping into cranky old lady (a la Granny Weatherwax) mode who is just hard enough of hearing to be an annoyance to everyone in the room, outside of the room, and half way to town.  I learned to project, long ago.   heh heh heh

Speak  up, young man, this is a room full of deaf people and you stand there mumbling, for all I know you're praying over us and calling us names.  Who ARE you, anyway?

I do so hate to pass up the Omaha Steak bribe gift certificate, though...

8 comments:

  1. You know that you are aging, when you find that you have been added to the mailing list of the local hearing aid salesman.

    The mail always comes in a plain envelope, with no identification on the outside that it is about hearing aids. And it is made to look as if hand written. But it isn't actually hand written.

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    1. Oh yes. For several years we have been deluged with offers to buy our house,clear cut our trees, re-roof the house, tar the driveway (good luck on that one) or move into a terrifyingly chi-chi looking retirment "village" apparently populated with bronzed golfers and their wives who jog daily and smile, smile.

      We also get mail from chiropactors, dental implant people, lasix surgery.

      We're falling to bits, and don't even know it...

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  2. I love all those letters from AARP begging me to join. I get the hearing test stuff too. Also this time of year I get all kind of letters wanting me to switch my medicare supplement. Getting old is so much fun. Yuk

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    1. Oh yeah, I had forgot about AARP. When we were first married I got my first invitation to join them. Tickled the hell out of me. So I wrote them a nice note telling them to come back in about 40 years. You know what? They did. the year my husband turned 65 we got our first REAL invitation. (no, we don't use it)

      We get the medicare stuff too, but that's more cautionary than irritating, it's like the bank letting you know you're running low on funds...

      Look at it this way, Harvey. At least you're there to get them and be annoyed. I call it mostly fire starters, and I do. They all burn well.

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  3. I get a lot of great deals on cemetary plots. And life insurance. Joint replacement features in the mail too.

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    1. Haven't got the joint replacement stuff yet, but oh my goodness yes the life insurance "NO EXAM NEEDED NO QUESTIONS ASKED JUST SIGN UP AND RELIEVE YOUR FAMILY OF ALL WORRIES..." yes indeedy.

      And of course the actuarial tables that give women a better rate than men...

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  4. I don't get deals on spelling primers. Otherwise I'd be spelling cemetery better.

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    1. 'Tis okay. We still love you. And I realized that sooner or later you'd see
      that.

      (collapses with relief)

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