Wow, someone wrote that they're angry because a**holes piss on their shoes. Hell, at my age I'M pissing on my shoes, damn prostate. I could pee my name in the snow at 20'. Now when I dot the "i" it's in my shoe. I'm old, a little cranky, but I don't consider myself bitter yet (but if I keep reading the Wall Street Journal, watching network news, and dealing with millenials--it's only a matter of time). I used to listen to people my age (67) and swear I'd never be that cranky or cynical. Then life happened. Now I understand those old folks. I'm thankful, however, for the old folks that hired me when I was a teenager and new everything.