My Life

The secretary for my workgroup is retiring on Christmas Day, so we all went to lunch at the Country Club to celebrate. While there, a really old woman wearing huge glasses comes in with some younger gals (younger = 70’s) and sits at the table next to us. The old woman starts staring at me prior to sitting down and says “I know you from somewhere.” I of course say, “Yes Helen, we have been next door neighbors for years.”