You know you're old when...

Yep, I'm old. I proved that today. My eyesight is gone, my hearing is gone, but most importantly my brain fell out somewhere along the way and I guess I didn't even notice.

We needed to go to the grocery store today. And so we did. And I parked in the handicapped section, as per usual, when Rick is with me.

And I got out of my car and heard someone's engine running. I looked at the car next to ours and sure enough, they had left their engine running. And there was no one in the car. I thought for a moment about what to do. I could reach in and turn it off. Although I wouldn't know what to do with the keys. Leave them in the ignition and risk having someone steal the car? No. I decided to go inside and announce to the store manager that there was a car in the parking lot with its engine running.

Those old people are so irresponsible.

And typically it's old folks who use the handicapped parking spots, right? 'Cept for us. We are young and silly. I mean young and beautiful. Either way, Rick don't walk so good. So we park him close.

Anyway, while the engine continued to run and I continued to debate what to do about it... I suddenly noticed that it wasn't the car next to me that had its engine running after all. Nope, it wasn't. It was in fact... mine. Yep. Me. I'm the dope. Or the old person. Take your pick.

Rick looked at me kinda funny when I reached back into the car and removed MY keys from the ignition. But then Rick spends his life looking at me kinda funny.

Maybe I do need that handicapped parking spot after all. Do low IQs count?