Three elderly women were sitting together, talking about the challenges of getting older.
Ruth, who was 60, sighed and said,
“Sixty is the worst age. You always feel like you need to pee, but most of the time nothing happens.”
Maxine, who was 70, smiled and replied,
“That’s nothing. At seventy, you can’t have a proper bowel movement. You take laxatives, eat bran, sit on the toilet for hours… and still nothing happens.”
Then Gilda, the 80-year-old, spoke up.
“You’re both wrong. Eighty is the hardest age of all.”
Ruth asked,
“Do you have trouble peeing too?”
“No,” Gilda replied.
“Every morning at exactly 6:00 a.m., I pee like a racehorse.”
Maxine asked,
“What about your bowel movements?”
“No problem there either,” Gilda answered.
“Every morning at exactly 6:30 a.m., everything works perfectly.”
Ruth looked puzzled.
“Wait a minute. You pee at 6:00, have a bowel movement at 6:30, and everything works fine. So what’s so difficult about being 80?”
Gilda smiled and said,
“I don’t wake up until 7:00.”