A group of friends like to go to Sunday breakfast and often invite me along. They know it gives me a chance to get away for a few hours.
This morning they called, and told me when and where to meet them. After we had eaten we sat talking with the last of our coffees. That is when I explained that I was turning over a new leaf and was going to become a gracious older lady. I thought this would be greeted with happy smiles and nods of approval. Not, the stares, the spewing of coffee all over the place, and then the fall out of your chair laughter... After one of them had regained his composure to some extent, he looked at me and said "You are not made that way, it isn't going to happen, and I for one would hate to see you even try."
Well...
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