I just got a call from my mother. Now that they are both retired, she and my dad enjoy attending these educational seminars offered by our community. The seminars are directed to seniors and cover all sorts of topics from medical issues to political issues, to music, to pets. They actually sound quite interesting even to a non-senior like me. They are, apparently, so interesting that the venue where they are held is getting too small for the senior crowd. According to Mom, some of the attendees have complained about parking, not being able to hear the speaker, and even not enough seats for everyone. My heart goes out to the poor soul who has to field those phone calls.
Mom told me she and Dad just received the newest seminar schedule.
"Your father and I just got the new Social Senior Schedule. They finally decided to move it to a larger building. It was so crowded your father couldn’t hear."
"That’s great Mom, they seem to get quite a crowd."
"Well, your father is pretty sure he knows the parking around the new place."
"It will be handy to know where to go, especially in bad weather."
"The programs don’t start until next week but your father and I are going to drive to the new place tomorrow."
"Well, your father and I need to practice going to the new place."
I so need to retire...