The ExPreacherMan forwarded to me an email he received from a friend:
Working people frequently ask retired people what they do to make their days interesting. Well, for example, the other day I went downtown and went into a shop. I was only in there for about 5 minutes and when I came out there was a cop writing out a parking ticket.
I went up to him and said, “Come on, man, how about giving a retired person a break”? He ignored me and continued writing the ticket. I called him a “Nazi.” He glared at me and started writing another ticket for having worn tires. So I called him another bad name.” He finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield with the first. Then he started writing a third ticket. This went on for about 20 minutes. The more I abused him, the more tickets he wrote.
Personally, I didn’t care. I came downtown on the bus and the car that he was putting the tickets on had a bumper sticker that said “Hillary in ’08.”
I try to have a little fun each day now that I’m retired. It’s important to my health.
I know it’s a bit of a mean-spirited joke, but I still think it’s a hoot. When I first started reading it, I didn’t even realize it was a joke, since I spend a fair amount of time at my Mom’s retirement community, where people are working on ideas to pass the time. For that reason, the punch line hit me really hard — to the point where I’m still giggling. I think I enjoy most that last, casual self-exculpatory paragraph, which is an entire joke in itself considering the mischief-making.