Posted: Jun 29, 2012 at 4:53 PM [Jun 29, 2012]
Last night Ann Arbor's niche in the world of the bizarre raised its head at Blimpy Burgers when at least 60 20-25-year-old-ites of both sexes filed in the door and made Krazy Jim's standing room resemble a telephone booth. Fortunately, I had entered before the mob scene or at this hour I might be in line.
Now, am I an Oldster for thinking, "If I'm in a large group of people seeking an eatery, the LAST place I would select is Krazy Jim's?" As you know, you receive individualized instruction from the counter help and one person serves as cook.
This fun group was organized off the internet at www.rookiemag.com which is a 21st-century version of the 60's Dating Game. They apparently choose a place to meet- usually miles from each other- and they gather there. At least a dozen shades of hair were exposed and some scalps showed hair in three various colors. They were orderly and enjoying each other's company.
With tongue in cheek, I said to a group member, "I don't see anyone my age in your group." In all seriousness, she said, "No, but the woman who writes our 'sex' column is 60-years-old. But she prefers to date younger men in their 20s and 30s."
I pondered that might work until she realizes her beau is the same age as her grandson.
Friends, you may not feel you are removed from main stream. But from what I witnessed last night, you're further than you think! Me? Why, I'm a product of the last century. (No- people -the century following the one with the Civil War!)