You know what, sometimes I envy elderly people (ONLY SOMETIMES). Whenever I’m working and I see old people, they’re always happy (unless there are delays) and I wonder what makes them happy. Maybe it’s because they don’t have to work anymore and they have a special kind of oyster card that allows them to travel across London for free (If you’ve read this and don’t know what an oyster card is then I’ll let Wikipedia explain). It could also and more believably be that they’ve seen what life has to offer and at the point in life they’re at, all that’s left is to enjoy it (like how we’re ALL supposed to). Seriously, I don’t see a group of people appreciate the small things in life like the elderly do, whenever I save a couple of newspapers for them, they’re always so grateful because they don’t have to walk any further. I tend to deal with people in their 30s and 40s and I may not have told you about them so I’ll give it to you straight! They’re also nice people… There are a considerable of arseholes/pricks/cunts/unpleasant people (take your pick) amongst them though.
I say this but I never want to be old. I like my energy, even if it comes with the stress of stupid questions that most likely won’t bother me in a couple of years’ time. I do still wonder if the happiness is a result of growing up, or if it’s to do with the period that the elderly people I see grew up in. I know that with my generation, technology has made everything easier and the way that we go about things, we are entitled (I’m not even lying, I knew a guy who acted like he deserved the highest level of respect just for existing). I sometimes like things spoon-fed to me and I can put down activities if I don’t get instant gratification.
Generally speaking, elderly people seem to be nicer (even though, I’ve heard different) and more willing to talk. They don’t seem like they’ve got anywhere to go so when I say good morning or smile at them, I don’t get the British smile of awkwardness.
I always thought that old people were miserable about things not being how they used to and what not but clearly, I watch too much TV. It might really be that the older we get, the more content we get with how things are (I’ll have to let you know in 10 years or something) and because of that elderly people know what and what not to be bothered about. I also have another theory which is that they’re shmoking DAT dank and don’t give a fuck anymore.