odespinner

Now that I qualify for free public transport and my teeth are in need of extraction, I realise that I have grouchy old git rights:

• The right to be offended by the idiotic things people do or say.
• The right to take umbrage at the small annoyances that could easily be shrugged off.
• The right to walk and cycle at my own pace.
• The right to say and do idiotic things in the belief that , having put the years in, I know better than younger and wiser people how to conduct myself.
• The right to ignore medical advice at my own peril, because it’s my way of taunting Death.
• The right to contemplate life after work and the freedom that will give me to do as I please.

The responsibilities of a grouchy old git are threefold:

1. Never talk about grouchy old git club….oops
2. If a fellow grouchy old git needs help giving off about anything, do not join in. Grouching is not a team sport.
3. If the laughter of small children and the smell of freshly baked bread brings a smile to your lips, don’t forget that you are never far away from dog turds on the pavement. So wipe that smile off your face.