As I get older, I grow weary. Not tired of bones, but of people and things
Am I a grumpy old man?
Every day I add to the list of things that I’m just sick of and could do without
Am I an elitist?
From Beiber’s antics, to lazy folks. Picky eaters and Facebook posts
Am I an anathema?
Women who pout for the camera, instead of smile? Meh! Humble braggers? (look it up) Blech!
Am I too angry?
Inconsiderate people, braggarts, self aggrandizers, Sales trainers who can’t sell, the list grows
Am I mean spirited?
Quotes on Facebook, YOUR quotes on FB, scripture passages on FB, cats on Facebook
Am I bored?
Reality TV, The Bachelor, cronyism, nepotism and pretty much anything that ends in ISM
Am I senile?
People who sing, but shouldn’t, people who don’t live or practice their own advice
I am a grumpy old man.
Now get off my lawn, learn how to drive, pull up your pants, straighten your hat
I’m grumpy for a reason.
Stand for a lady, open the door, take off your hat when the anthem is played
Getting grumpier still.
Respect you mother, father too, teachers and cops and soldiers also
Calming down now,
Act your age. Period. Whatever it is. Act 5 when your 5 not when you’re 18
Then I won’t be grumpy at all.
Irritable Male Syndrome is real … here is proof.
