You know those irritating old f@ckers who loiter around your local Timmies because they've got nothing else to do with their pathetic misspent lives?
I think I'm becoming one of them.
This morning I arrived at the doors of Wiarton Timmies at the same time as an elderly local. We simultaneously make the "after you" gesture. As we go in he says, "I was gonna say age before beauty, but nevermind."
I step back and eyeball him up and down.
"Ya, that'd be a toss-up, eh?"
At which point the ancient relic in front of us, stooped but not stupid, pipes up.
"That's why I'm in the lead here, boys."
By God, I think I've joined the club...