DRIVER’S LICENCE

My neighbour was working in his yard when he was startled by a late model car that came crashing through his hedge and ended up in his front lawn.
He rushed to help an elderly lady driver out of the car and sat her down on a lawn chair.

“My goodness,” he said with excitement, “you appear quite elderly to be driving.”

“Well, yes, I am,” she replied proudly. “I’ll be 97 next month, and I am now old
enough that I don’t even need a driver’s license anymore. The last time I went
to my doctor, he examined me and asked if I had a driver’s license. I told him
yes and handed it to him. He took scissors out of the drawer, cut the license
into pieces, and threw them in the wastebasket, saying, ‘You won’t be needing
this anymore,’ so I thanked him and left!”

(There’s hope for us yet !!)

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