Short term memory goes first. You know it's bad when you have to ask the wife what her name is.
For a while I couldn't find my car in the parking lot so I had to consciously make a mental note along the lines of "8 o'clock position relative to the building front door at a distance of 100 feet" but now that process is automatic so I can again find my car without having to think about it.
I read that by the time you are 80 or so, you are able to take in just enough oxygen to be able to get out of a chair, so try to maintain your cardiac/pulmonary capacity.
And your muscles atrophy with time so lift the weights, stand rather than sit, watch your BMI, watch your posture, etc., etc..
http://nhlbisupport.com/bmi/bminojs.htm
Fight it, man. . .kick and scream if you have to, but fight it.I can never remember where I park. I have to ask the five year old who takes me by the hand and shows me.
I just got out of a rental car. Whenever I would be in a store for to long I would have to walk around hitting the unlock button till I heard it beep.
40 degrees latitude, about 400' above sea level.we still don't know where you are in actuality.
Then you're within Blue Jay range.
Now, do you now where you parked your car?
When I was younger, I worked at a full service station in the mall parking lot. Mall empoyees had parking near us. When things where slow we took the floor jack out and moved cars around. Most people never noticed. We evan took some over and washed them and nobody noticed, at least they never stopped to take a second look. For a while we put a little gas in the bank managers Caddy. When we stopped he was some mad about only getting 14 miles to the gallon. The unnnecessay repairs more than paid for the gas.
"For a while we put a little gas in the bank managers Caddy" I heard of some mechanics who did similar to garage owners new car. He'd become too high and mighty to get hands greasy. Only sometimes they put a few gallons in, other times took some out. Mileage was all over place. In old days folks would add a gallon or two, jack up rear, run car in reverse, turning odometer back, make victim think he was getting poor milage, run forward great mileage,.
Moving cars was brilliant, maybe if you'd just reversed them, front for rear, in same slot, somebody woulda noticed.
Heard of somebody, famous guy I think, news paper editor, govt. head of dept., back in days when men wore hats. He got new hat of which he was inordinately proud, Staff took up collection, as token of respect had new sweat band with guys name put in hat, "required" removal of size tag. Bought two hats exactly same, only one was smaller, one larger. For several years they swapped them back and forth. Convinced guy he had some strange medical condition, changing head size, due to weather, food he'd eaten, time of day. all sorts of stuff.
It was under way when I started there so I don't know how long it went on. It wasn't much gas, the old pumps would hold some gas in the hose and we drained that and got maybe a quart a day. I guess with short trips it made a big difference.
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