An open letter to pensioners with nothing but time on their hands
Dear Mr. Elderly Person at the Pharmacy:
We're all just fascinated with your daughter's recent progress in passing her exams, and delighted that you're so proud of her and looking forward to seeing her accept gainful employment, hopefully somewhere close enough that she can still visit you and the Missus on the weekends.
And some of us may find it downright comical that you don't remember what day of the week it is. Sunday, June 25th, by the way.
It must be great, after a lifetime of toil, to be able to give yourself to a life of leisure.
But for those of us that are queued up behind you, we actually have somewhere else to go and other things to do today.
So please, get the fuck out of our way and let us get on with it.