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I made my comment about most of the men waiting for their wives is because when we strike up conversations with each other that's what we are doing. The winner is the one who has their wife come first.
I made my comment about most of the men waiting for their wives is because when we strike up conversations with each other that's what we are doing. The winner is the one who has their wife come first.
Perhaps a small variation of who wins might be which wife has charged less on the ol credit card?
Gee. I wonder what happened to the OP. He must be busy at the mall.
HA HA! Still here but still going to the mall because my social skills and inability to make a connection with people is causing me to do solitary activities like killing time at the mall. I am afraid many of the fellow seniors I see killing time at the mall wish they were doing more interactive actiivties but are intorverts like me or lost their social skills in their old age.
HA HA! Still here but still going to the mall because my social skills and inability to make a connection with people is causing me to do solitary activities like killing time at the mall. I am afraid many of the fellow seniors I see killing time at the mall wish they were doing more interactive actiivties but are intorverts like me or lost their social skills in their old age.
Are you for real or just playing with us?
If you are serious (and I am really doubting it at this point) -- you have now found a forum where no social skills--other than at least a modicum of civility--are required. So welcome to your new retirement hangout, lolololol.
Can't say that I relate. If you don't like what you're doing with your time, do something else.
Agreed. My mother is 79 and volunteers with two organizations, attends exercise classes, and generally keeps herself occupied. She has no time to sit around a mall and people watch.
Ya know what? Volunteer, excercise, take up a cooking class, climb a mountain, read a book, snooze on the couch, watch the grass grow, sit at the mall, don't sit at the mall. We are retired. We can and should be doing whatever we want to do.
And that means no more competing thinking about what we think we should be doing. I think some retirees may be trying to do stuff just to try to impress other people that they still can do stuff. Still running in a rat race only of a different type from the one in which they ran when they were working.
Just because I am old doesn't mean I can't.....................
Ya know what? Volunteer, excercise, take up a cooking class, climb a mountain, read a book, snooze on the couch, watch the grass grow, sit at the mall, don't sit at the mall. We are retired. We can and should be doing whatever we want to do.
And that means no more competing thinking about what we think we should be doing. I think some retirees may be trying to do stuff just to try to impress other people that they still can do stuff. Still running in a rat race only of a different type from the one in which they ran when they were working.
Just because I am old doesn't mean I can't.....................
Telling the story about my parents and how they got away from each other suddenly brought to mind something my sister told me long after both of them were gone. Kinda goes along the lines of sitting in a mall except it was a cemetery.
In trying to keep the piece and getting out from under my mom's feet, my dad used to take walks in a beautiful cemetery a few blocks away from where they lived. There were benches where people could sit and commune with nature or the deceased, their choice. After I moved away to Portland when I would come back to Chicago for a visit if the weather permitted my dad would take me for a walk in the cemetery and point out all his favorite stones and makers. He would show me the monuments of famous people.
One day, my dad happened to be sitting on a favorite bench just watching the birds and people walking through when a lady about his age sat down on the bench next to him. It turned out she was a widow whose husband's grave was nearby. They got to talking. From then on they would often run into each other on that bench during the nice weather and would chat about their lives, kids, spouses etc. They were both of the same religion and shared very similar backgrounds: parents from the old country, experiences of WWII, The Depression, health issues and stories.
This was Chicago so nice weather of course was not all year 'round but both liked to go for their walks so they often met.
These little encounters gave them both something to do and were probably their version of going to the mall. No activity other than observing their surroundings and chatting. When only one of them showed up, it was just sitting and watching life go by which each was perfectly content to do.
I don't remember the circumstances but my older sister somehow managed to meet my dad's friend's daughter after the friend and my dad had both passed away. She told my sister that my dad's friend had been very depressed after her husband had died and meeting my dad had given her such happiness she had regained her spirit. My dad was a great talker with a good sense of humor. So the friend's daughter thanked my sister for my dad's kindness.
Everyone suggests that you just do all kinds of interesting things and your life will be great. That is similar to asking an introverted kid with Asbergers to just be social and go to parties and your social life will be great. Those of us who sit in silence at the big shopping mall are there and not doing those interesting things for a reason.
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