It's Like Dinner and a Show

Hick continues to be entertained by his harem of elderlies when he has lunch at the Senior Center. They are not shy, and neither is Hick.

"I had to laugh the other day. They are always laughin' and cuttin' up. The one that's 88 is really funny. The lady across from her leaned over to get something, and she said, 'Get your tit out of the potatoes!'"

"Is she the one who needed the air conditioner?"

"No. That one is newer."

"Is she happy to have her air conditioner now?"

"Yeah, but she said she almost froze to death!"

"Is she the one who was borrowing things?"

"Yeah. She didn't have nothin'! I found a bed for her. Well, it was a king size box spring, and a queen size mattress. But it works."

"What did she sleep on before?"

"She had a little cot."

"Is there a bed frame?"

"Yes. It's adjustable. She's got the mattress pushed up against the wall."

"I guess if she falls out of bed, it will be like rolling down steps. Mattress, box springs, floor."

"She said she used to fall out of her cot. But it's really low to the floor."

"Like a daycare cot?"

"It might be a daycare cot! It's little. But she ain't even five feet tall. So she fit. I cain't believe how many of them people move in, and don't have nothin'."

"They might have been living in furnished places. Or can't afford movers."

"Maybe. I sat them all down when I had my meeting about the key box. I told them, 'Look. You all are gonna have to get along with each other. You're a community here. You don't need to be fussin' and fightin' over every little thing. You need to help each other out.' And they agreed with me."

That's Hick. A leader among elderlies.