EPTOld people are very, very hard to tell if they will be dicks or if they will act like any normal person would. I had one old guy park his car next to mine where I had 1 foot of space to slide into the car, I asked him if he could move it and park a bit more straight. He looked at me funny and then said shit that is a crooked park job and then proceeded to correct his park job. I noticed the Veterans plates on his car and was glad I wasn't as rude as I could have been.
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Kralic
Canada2628 Posts
Old people are very, very hard to tell if they will be dicks or if they will act like any normal person would. I had one old guy park his car next to mine where I had 1 foot of space to slide into the car, I asked him if he could move it and park a bit more straight. He looked at me funny and then said shit that is a crooked park job and then proceeded to correct his park job. I noticed the Veterans plates on his car and was glad I wasn't as rude as I could have been. | ||
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kOre
Canada3642 Posts
On June 26 2010 01:49 Old Man wrote: Dear Young Man, I’m very sorry. I’m not myself much these days. Time marches on, and looking at the face of what I’ve lived, sometimes it’s hard not to be beaten down by the overwhelming cost of my age and experience. Time was I would’ve apologized profusely and bought you a new ice cream on the spot; these days I often find myself lost, alone and confused. All my friends have passed on, including my best friend and partner for 58 years, Marie. When she passed last spring, I felt what was left of my youthfulness and vigor leave me and dissipate in the air like a cold breath, hanging for a moment and then vanishing. It’s hard to wake up to an empty house, and a television doesn’t make a very passable substitute for your sole mate. Most days I clean the house and tend to my garden, like Marie would’ve liked. I’m too old to work, and spend an awful lot of time just waiting to pass on myself, in the hope that I might be with her again somewhere. I don’t like to eat out at restaurants, as eating alone is a profoundly lonely experience for me, but every once in a while I will get some fast food when I run out to the hardware store or the like. The sad truth is that I couldn’t have afforded to replace your ice cream, despite wanting to. I’m on a very fixed budget, and every measly dollar I spend makes me nervous and worried. It’s not a pleasant feeling to have worked your whole life and find yourself one day with nothing to show for it. I’m sorry I made you upset today, it was not my intention or desire to encumber a stranger with anger or grief. If I can give you any advice that might make you feel better, it’s that as the minutes roll past you unceasingly, with each one the minutia of life means less and less. If you pull back and view your moments not like small specks of paint, but as a painting, you’ll see it’s not each moment that matters but rather the whole of it, the scope of what makes you a man. Sometimes we all need a little perspective, something to show us that maybe the ice cream isn’t that important, and maybe this useless old man isn’t mean or selfish, he’s just having a hard time at it all and sometimes it’s just all too much. I wish you all the best, and God bless. LOL Genius. | ||
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R0YAL
United States1768 Posts
On June 26 2010 01:49 Old Man wrote: Dear Young Man, I’m very sorry. I’m not myself much these days. Time marches on, and looking at the face of what I’ve lived, sometimes it’s hard not to be beaten down by the overwhelming cost of my age and experience. Time was I would’ve apologized profusely and bought you a new ice cream on the spot; these days I often find myself lost, alone and confused. All my friends have passed on, including my best friend and partner for 58 years, Marie. When she passed last spring, I felt what was left of my youthfulness and vigor leave me and dissipate in the air like a cold breath, hanging for a moment and then vanishing. It’s hard to wake up to an empty house, and a television doesn’t make a very passable substitute for your sole mate. Most days I clean the house and tend to my garden, like Marie would’ve liked. I’m too old to work, and spend an awful lot of time just waiting to pass on myself, in the hope that I might be with her again somewhere. I don’t like to eat out at restaurants, as eating alone is a profoundly lonely experience for me, but every once in a while I will get some fast food when I run out to the hardware store or the like. The sad truth is that I couldn’t have afforded to replace your ice cream, despite wanting to. I’m on a very fixed budget, and every measly dollar I spend makes me nervous and worried. It’s not a pleasant feeling to have worked your whole life and find yourself one day with nothing to show for it. I’m sorry I made you upset today, it was not my intention or desire to encumber a stranger with anger or grief. If I can give you any advice that might make you feel better, it’s that as the minutes roll past you unceasingly, with each one the minutia of life means less and less. If you pull back and view your moments not like small specks of paint, but as a painting, you’ll see it’s not each moment that matters but rather the whole of it, the scope of what makes you a man. Sometimes we all need a little perspective, something to show us that maybe the ice cream isn’t that important, and maybe this useless old man isn’t mean or selfish, he’s just having a hard time at it all and sometimes it’s just all too much. I wish you all the best, and God bless. haha epic +1 | ||
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Wr3k
Canada2533 Posts
On June 26 2010 01:49 Old Man wrote: Dear Young Man, I’m very sorry. I’m not myself much these days. Time marches on, and looking at the face of what I’ve lived, sometimes it’s hard not to be beaten down by the overwhelming cost of my age and experience. Time was I would’ve apologized profusely and bought you a new ice cream on the spot; these days I often find myself lost, alone and confused. All my friends have passed on, including my best friend and partner for 58 years, Marie. When she passed last spring, I felt what was left of my youthfulness and vigor leave me and dissipate in the air like a cold breath, hanging for a moment and then vanishing. It’s hard to wake up to an empty house, and a television doesn’t make a very passable substitute for your sole mate. Most days I clean the house and tend to my garden, like Marie would’ve liked. I’m too old to work, and spend an awful lot of time just waiting to pass on myself, in the hope that I might be with her again somewhere. I don’t like to eat out at restaurants, as eating alone is a profoundly lonely experience for me, but every once in a while I will get some fast food when I run out to the hardware store or the like. The sad truth is that I couldn’t have afforded to replace your ice cream, despite wanting to. I’m on a very fixed budget, and every measly dollar I spend makes me nervous and worried. It’s not a pleasant feeling to have worked your whole life and find yourself one day with nothing to show for it. I’m sorry I made you upset today, it was not my intention or desire to encumber a stranger with anger or grief. If I can give you any advice that might make you feel better, it’s that as the minutes roll past you unceasingly, with each one the minutia of life means less and less. If you pull back and view your moments not like small specks of paint, but as a painting, you’ll see it’s not each moment that matters but rather the whole of it, the scope of what makes you a man. Sometimes we all need a little perspective, something to show us that maybe the ice cream isn’t that important, and maybe this useless old man isn’t mean or selfish, he’s just having a hard time at it all and sometimes it’s just all too much. I wish you all the best, and God bless. You make a decent point, but just because someones life is hard doesn't mean they can get away with being an asshole and have everyone still treat them nicely. | ||
Chill
Calgary25951 Posts
On June 26 2010 01:49 Old Man wrote: Dear Young Man, I’m very sorry. I’m not myself much these days. Time marches on, and looking at the face of what I’ve lived, sometimes it’s hard not to be beaten down by the overwhelming cost of my age and experience. Time was I would’ve apologized profusely and bought you a new ice cream on the spot; these days I often find myself lost, alone and confused. All my friends have passed on, including my best friend and partner for 58 years, Marie. When she passed last spring, I felt what was left of my youthfulness and vigor leave me and dissipate in the air like a cold breath, hanging for a moment and then vanishing. It’s hard to wake up to an empty house, and a television doesn’t make a very passable substitute for your sole mate. Most days I clean the house and tend to my garden, like Marie would’ve liked. I’m too old to work, and spend an awful lot of time just waiting to pass on myself, in the hope that I might be with her again somewhere. I don’t like to eat out at restaurants, as eating alone is a profoundly lonely experience for me, but every once in a while I will get some fast food when I run out to the hardware store or the like. The sad truth is that I couldn’t have afforded to replace your ice cream, despite wanting to. I’m on a very fixed budget, and every measly dollar I spend makes me nervous and worried. It’s not a pleasant feeling to have worked your whole life and find yourself one day with nothing to show for it. I’m sorry I made you upset today, it was not my intention or desire to encumber a stranger with anger or grief. If I can give you any advice that might make you feel better, it’s that as the minutes roll past you unceasingly, with each one the minutia of life means less and less. If you pull back and view your moments not like small specks of paint, but as a painting, you’ll see it’s not each moment that matters but rather the whole of it, the scope of what makes you a man. Sometimes we all need a little perspective, something to show us that maybe the ice cream isn’t that important, and maybe this useless old man isn’t mean or selfish, he’s just having a hard time at it all and sometimes it’s just all too much. I wish you all the best, and God bless. Look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. | ||
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Licmyobelisk
Philippines3682 Posts
On June 26 2010 01:47 Wr3k wrote: One time I was on the bus with headphones on and my eyes closed, and then all the sudden someone whacks me with the back of their knuckles on the head and when I turn around this old man is like "what is your problem, give the lady your seat". I look back and there is this old lady sitting a couple seats down. I'm like, "sorry I had headphones on and my eyes closed otherwise I definitely would have given up my seat so she wouldn't have to walk as far." The guy then proceeded to rant about how I am a little prick and have no fucking respect. At that point I just shook my head and put my headphones back on. I'm honestly glad you gave the guy an earful because there are some senior citizens that are just fucking pricks. Wow man, you must be one of the most patient person i've ever known. getting punched at the head by a fucking prick. I'd almost auto punch back if I was you. Like it wouldn't matter if his big, small, girl, old, boy, alien, predator. etc | ||
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eLiE
Canada1039 Posts
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xiaofan
United States513 Posts
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Licmyobelisk
Philippines3682 Posts
must be a mod or someone very very funny that the mods were willing to let him make another account. This guy would make gone in the wind proud! | ||
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arb
Noobville17918 Posts
On June 26 2010 01:49 Old Man wrote: Dear Young Man, I’m very sorry. I’m not myself much these days. Time marches on, and looking at the face of what I’ve lived, sometimes it’s hard not to be beaten down by the overwhelming cost of my age and experience. Time was I would’ve apologized profusely and bought you a new ice cream on the spot; these days I often find myself lost, alone and confused. All my friends have passed on, including my best friend and partner for 58 years, Marie. When she passed last spring, I felt what was left of my youthfulness and vigor leave me and dissipate in the air like a cold breath, hanging for a moment and then vanishing. It’s hard to wake up to an empty house, and a television doesn’t make a very passable substitute for your sole mate. Most days I clean the house and tend to my garden, like Marie would’ve liked. I’m too old to work, and spend an awful lot of time just waiting to pass on myself, in the hope that I might be with her again somewhere. I don’t like to eat out at restaurants, as eating alone is a profoundly lonely experience for me, but every once in a while I will get some fast food when I run out to the hardware store or the like. The sad truth is that I couldn’t have afforded to replace your ice cream, despite wanting to. I’m on a very fixed budget, and every measly dollar I spend makes me nervous and worried. It’s not a pleasant feeling to have worked your whole life and find yourself one day with nothing to show for it. I’m sorry I made you upset today, it was not my intention or desire to encumber a stranger with anger or grief. If I can give you any advice that might make you feel better, it’s that as the minutes roll past you unceasingly, with each one the minutia of life means less and less. If you pull back and view your moments not like small specks of paint, but as a painting, you’ll see it’s not each moment that matters but rather the whole of it, the scope of what makes you a man. Sometimes we all need a little perspective, something to show us that maybe the ice cream isn’t that important, and maybe this useless old man isn’t mean or selfish, he’s just having a hard time at it all and sometimes it’s just all too much. I wish you all the best, and God bless. Gold | ||
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Lennon
United Kingdom2275 Posts
I mean those old people deserve respect but these new old people are from a different generation so they won't be as mannered. Hope you get what I'm saying  | ||
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R0YAL
United States1768 Posts
On June 26 2010 01:57 Licmyobelisk wrote: hahaha, checked the old man profile he joined today but he has 52 post per week? lolz must be a mod or someone very very funny that the mods were willing to let him make another account. This guy would make gone in the wind proud! My guess is Chill + Show Spoiler + cuz hes the only one with enough humor and smarts to conjure up something so spectacular on the spot <3 | ||
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BlackJack
United States9945 Posts
On June 26 2010 01:57 Licmyobelisk wrote: hahaha, checked the old man profile he joined today but he has 52 post per week? lolz must be a mod or someone very very funny that the mods were willing to let him make another account. This guy would make gone in the wind proud! That's how averages work. If they've been here for 1 day and have 1 post then they average 7 posts per week. If they've been here for 1 hour and have 1 post then they average many more posts per week. | ||
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ffswowsucks
Greece2291 Posts
On June 26 2010 00:39 kOre wrote: Some old man bumped in to me (I was standing still talking to my friends) at McDonalds which made me drop my McFlurry which splooshed all over the floor ... I said: "Oh that's okay." - After I turned towards him He replied: "You better apologize properly" - In an extremely rude tone which confused me I replied: "Uhhh I was standing still though ..." - I start to walk away after I say this He said: "Where do you think you're walking off to without apologizing?! Kids these days have no damn manners." My mind just went psychotic I said: "Listen you old fuck, I was standing here talking with my friends and you fucking ran into me, if anything you should compensate me and buy me my fucking ice cream, not give me this shit tone because you think you're some old fuck that is better than me" - I pretty much yelled this straight in his face which I assume he didn't expect because his facial expression changed as I started going nuts on him Then he just mumbled something which I couldn't catch and he left the McDonalds without buying anything. Then the employees gave me a free McFlurry, which was really nice of them because I was going to just buy another one anyway lol EDIT: Overall, old people like this are annoying, one even threw a bottle water at my car (while we were both driving) because I wouldn't let him cut me off ... but I guess that's more funny than annoying :D maybe ur just too HOT and people envy you so they start fucking around with you. | ||
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durza
United States667 Posts
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DefMatrixUltra
Canada1992 Posts
On June 26 2010 01:49 Old Man wrote: Dear Young Man, I’m very sorry. I’m not myself much these days. Time marches on, and looking at the face of what I’ve lived, sometimes it’s hard not to be beaten down by the overwhelming cost of my age and experience. Time was I would’ve apologized profusely and bought you a new ice cream on the spot; these days I often find myself lost, alone and confused. All my friends have passed on, including my best friend and partner for 58 years, Marie. When she passed last spring, I felt what was left of my youthfulness and vigor leave me and dissipate in the air like a cold breath, hanging for a moment and then vanishing. It’s hard to wake up to an empty house, and a television doesn’t make a very passable substitute for your sole mate. Most days I clean the house and tend to my garden, like Marie would’ve liked. I’m too old to work, and spend an awful lot of time just waiting to pass on myself, in the hope that I might be with her again somewhere. I don’t like to eat out at restaurants, as eating alone is a profoundly lonely experience for me, but every once in a while I will get some fast food when I run out to the hardware store or the like. The sad truth is that I couldn’t have afforded to replace your ice cream, despite wanting to. I’m on a very fixed budget, and every measly dollar I spend makes me nervous and worried. It’s not a pleasant feeling to have worked your whole life and find yourself one day with nothing to show for it. This is honestly the mindset that some people have. But all I have to say is: Deal with it. Everyone has tough times. Everyone dies. If you get to the point in your life where you're just waiting to die, you're doing it wrong. If you have no passion for anything and no respect for yourselves and others, you are already dead. Find something to love, to desire, to work towards. That is what happiness is. This message is age-independent. | ||
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NuKedUFirst
Canada3139 Posts
On June 26 2010 01:49 Old Man wrote: + Show Spoiler [Old Man Story] + Dear Young Man, I’m very sorry. I’m not myself much these days. Time marches on, and looking at the face of what I’ve lived, sometimes it’s hard not to be beaten down by the overwhelming cost of my age and experience. Time was I would’ve apologized profusely and bought you a new ice cream on the spot; these days I often find myself lost, alone and confused. All my friends have passed on, including my best friend and partner for 58 years, Marie. When she passed last spring, I felt what was left of my youthfulness and vigor leave me and dissipate in the air like a cold breath, hanging for a moment and then vanishing. It’s hard to wake up to an empty house, and a television doesn’t make a very passable substitute for your sole mate. Most days I clean the house and tend to my garden, like Marie would’ve liked. I’m too old to work, and spend an awful lot of time just waiting to pass on myself, in the hope that I might be with her again somewhere. I don’t like to eat out at restaurants, as eating alone is a profoundly lonely experience for me, but every once in a while I will get some fast food when I run out to the hardware store or the like. The sad truth is that I couldn’t have afforded to replace your ice cream, despite wanting to. I’m on a very fixed budget, and every measly dollar I spend makes me nervous and worried. It’s not a pleasant feeling to have worked your whole life and find yourself one day with nothing to show for it. I’m sorry I made you upset today, it was not my intention or desire to encumber a stranger with anger or grief. If I can give you any advice that might make you feel better, it’s that as the minutes roll past you unceasingly, with each one the minutia of life means less and less. If you pull back and view your moments not like small specks of paint, but as a painting, you’ll see it’s not each moment that matters but rather the whole of it, the scope of what makes you a man. Sometimes we all need a little perspective, something to show us that maybe the ice cream isn’t that important, and maybe this useless old man isn’t mean or selfish, he’s just having a hard time at it all and sometimes it’s just all too much. I wish you all the best, and God bless. Happy Birthday!! -Even though it's your birthday it doesn't give you the right to treat people like dirt. Cya on the other side !! ^_^ Edit: putted the old man story in spoilers because it was long and well written for someone who can barely read / use fancy gadgets of today | ||
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GuerrillaRepublik
United States34 Posts
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R0YAL
United States1768 Posts
On June 26 2010 02:22 GuerrillaRepublik wrote: wait till you people get old old =/ im waiting as fast as i can  | ||
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konadora
Singapore66062 Posts
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