Seniors in Indiana.

As a child I spent alot of time with my fathers parents.  Grandmother and Granddaddy were great.  They lived in Franklin North Carolina just down the mountain from Highlands.  I would spend a couple of weeks there every summer and when I was old enough to drive I would go there as often as I could.  Needless to say most of their friends were seniors.  I treasure that time.  The seniors they hung out with were sweet and friendly, always chipper and pretty much seemed to love life.

For a few years I traveled the country with my job and met many seniors along the way.  And they always seemed sweet and nice.

Then I moved to Indiana.  It must be something in the water here.  I go to the grocery store and have to dodge angry seniors in the parking lot.  Get run over by them while shopping.  I actually had a lady (using the title loosely ) yell at me while I was shopping "MOVE" I was trying to get a gallon of water, guess I wasn't moving fast enough for her and her scooter.

Is it that the "Me" generation is now getting older?  Were they raised to believe that once they hit 70 they had to get bitchy?  Are their depends binding?  OK the last one was mean but come on.  I am always polite and respectful and expect the same in return.  That's probably the problem.  I expect too much.