My Personal Heaven

I am obsessed with old people. Seriously, obsessed. I love everything about them: their wrinkly faces, the combed-over, white hair, and best of all, the vast array of multi-colored suspenders. Every time I see one of those shiny bald heads or saggy, age-spotted faces, I pretty much have to stop myself from breaking into a happy dance.

Recently, as luck would have it, I discovered the favorite meeting place of the old and wrinkly: Costco, on coupon day. I'm telling you, that place was crawling with white-haired people clutching coupons and meandering down the isles at the speed of snail. Discounts and dollar hot dogs draw in the old folks like you wouldn't believe. And shopping amongst them was like visiting my personal heaven. I even got the chance to take a few secret pictures. Those pictures, combined with the plethora of old people, pretty much made my whole year.

Rainbow suspenders?! Can I please keep him?

When we got to the food court area, I made sure to pick the table right in the middle of the old people action. Then this sweet old man smiled at me by the soda fountain and I almost died of happiness.

How can anyone resist these old, sagging faces and possibly toothless grins?! I know I sure can't. So next time you're at Costco, keep an eye out. Maybe you'll begin to understand what I'm talking about.

Until then, I'll be in the food court trying to make a new [old] friend.