As for l'il ol' moi . . .
Keeping it simple, I just wanna get an AARP* membership card. I want to ask for one of those crappy 10% motel discounts, just so I can hear, "Over 50? No, you couldn't be." :)
I want my own frikkin' copy of Modern Maturity magazine (published by AARP) so I don't have to read my dad's. That way, I'll have my own copy so if I want to take revenge on someone, I can order - in their name - catalogues for wheel chairs, scooters, assistive stair devices, diabetic testing supplies, orthopedic shoes, ostomy supplies, and the spiffiest little retirement communities around. :D
I've got a way to go, but that's the first thing I intend to do when I hit the big 5-0 . . . And once I have that card, I plan to head straight for the gym and ask, "So, do you have an AARP discount?" :wg:
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* For the benefit of the youngin's, that's the American Assnociation of Retired Persons, for which the minimum membership age is 50.