A while ago I stopped off at the library to drop a book in the return slot. All these elderly men (late 60s at least) were milling about the entrance…
OLD MAN #1: Huh. It’s closed!
BRAIN: yes. For another hour still.
OM1: Well heck. Do you have a key?
BRAIN: sorry, I do not.
OLD MAN #2: Henry!
OM1: Hello Fred.
OM2: Is it closed?
OM1: Yep. Do you have a key?
OM2: Nope. How do we get in? It’s closed!
OM1: How are we going to have our meeting?
OLD MAN #3: Henry! Fred!
OM1: Good morning Frank!
OM2: Frank.
OM3: Are we locked out?
OM2: Yep. We don’t have a key. Do you have a key?
OM3: No! Well how are we going to have our meeting?
It’s really amazing how long a few people can talk without introducing any new information to the conversation.
I was on my way somewhere, so I didn’t stick around to watch the drama unfold… as I turned the corner in my car, I saw a sign on the next building, about fifty yards from the library:SENIOR MEETING CENTER