What is it about older women? They (or we as the case may soon be) must feel at a certain age it is ok to just say whatever comes to mind and not bother with silly things like someone's feelings.
Imagine, if you will, an outdoor setting. Its a beautiful day. The sun is shining, the flowers are blooming, the breeze is cool and sweet. We are all enjoying a lovely meal prepared by some loving person's hands. A meal for which some older ladies had time and mind to join in. Plates prepared for them by none other than myself. I hear some droll voices behind me to find Old bag #1.
"Your hair looks like its a bad hair day"
Then as if she is stuck on some groundhogs day, mind numbing, skipping recording, she states again and again and again;
"Your hair looks like its a bad hair day."
All of this coming from an old lady whose own hair looks akin to Frankenstein. Brushed down on all sides and in the front. Granted the offending hair was pink and on the head of a punky teenager but, really??
I have a head full of words but none shall escape my lips to keep the status quo. I desire to have her keep her old impressions and fundamental beliefs in her dusty and moth eaten head. I bid her not allow them escape her rotting, corpse-like, toothless, dentured, stinging orifice. No I wont say, excuse me decrepit crypt keeping bitty from my nightmares, but you are in no position to be judging anyone and really you are only one "oops I accidentally pushed you" away from a broken hip. Keep the yap shut before it is shut for you. No I won't say that. I won't say it because I am not a horrible old lady who cares not about how she is perceived. I can keep vile from spewing out of my mouth. I am a lady.
Old bag #2 wasn't much better. An old lady, about the same age as the first sitting prim and proper awaiting unsuspecting passers-by to be taken aback by her "candor". I lean in to join a discussion to be met with,
"You should go on a diet, You don't want to get any bigger than you already are!"
Again the lips out of which so mush could fall upon her head, utter nothing. The utterance of such things might be the end of such an enfeebled creature. The ears of an archaic, crumbling, geriatric, antediluvian woman might find my thoughts on her opinion frightful. The fact that I am happy with the way I look might be enough to send her to the ground. I won't verbalize my disdain for the importance she places on weight. I refuse to imply she is bitter and alone because of an inability to keep such comments to herself. I am met with yet another gem,
"You are a great big beautiful doll."
I am assuming this is an attempt to redeem herself or to feign some thought for my feelings. I mean she is obviously oblivious that calling someone "great big" is never a compliment. To avoid unleashing something vitriol, I simply nod my head, chalk it up to old age, and walk away.
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