Senile, in a bar, having a beer, talking to no one
Who am I describing? No, it's not anyone from the forum. It was and old lady I ran into last night while watching the football game at BJs Pizza. I was watching the game, having some eats and drinks, and doing a little studying during commercials. Toward the end of the evening, this lady, about 70 maybe, sits down at a table nearby. When I went to the bathroom, she flagged me over. It becomes clear pretty quickly that she's not all there. She's talking to me about chemistry, and female douches (I think she used to work for a company that made these, maybe in the chemistry dept.), debris in the parking lot, on and on. I cannot follow her conversation. She's hard to understand and all over the map.
It's sad, but she's probably enjoying her final years better than most older people. She's in BJs, having a beer, and getting out. But, she is a bit of a disturbance. Later, she came up to me and started talking. The manager asked me if she was being a problem, and I said no. It was really kind of interesting how I could ask her questions and get her to focus, momentarily. But, the staff didn't like her bothering me or anyone else, and told her she needed to move back to her table and leave people alone.
I thought the staff was a bit callous, but they've dealt with her several times before. I can see how you get hardened to such things. You're kind and considerate the first few times, but after a while, it's just more of the same and you get tired of it. I think this happens in most jobs where people are coming into contact with "lesser people", whatever form of lesser that takes. It probably cannot be helped.
As I left, I asked her if she was okay, and had a way home. She said she was, and she did. Another moment of clarity. I told her to take care of herself, and be careful, and she gave me a smile. Maybe I made her a day a little more enjoyable.
Some day, that could be me. If I had to choose, I'd rather be senile, in a bar, having a beer, yacking away, then bed-ridden in some nursing home. Some might say I've already been there.
So, be nice to such people, no matter how many times they bug you. Someday, it could be me.
When a government takes over a people’s economic life it becomes absolute, and when it has become absolute it destroys the arts, the minds, the liberties and the meaning of the people it governs.
- Maxwell Anderson