“Jane, how do you keep track of all your passwords. I’m always forgetting mine.”
“That’s easy, Margie. I changed all my passwords to “Incorrect.”
“How does that help?”
“Easy. If I forget and put in the wrong password, my computer pops up with a reminder. It says ‘Your password is incorrect.’”
For years, Dad resisted the idea that his hearing was getting bad. After he and Mom moved in with us, I finally convinced him to get hearing aids, but he never really learned how to use them. He forgot to turn them off when he removed them at night, so the batteries ran down. He had trouble inserting them into his ears correctly, and even when he got them in, he sometimes forgot to turn them on. In the long run, he would have been better off with the kind of hearing aids the man in this story purchased.
After years of nagging by his wife, Sam finally agreed to see an audiologist.
“Sam,” said the doctor, “you definitely need hearing aids. We have a wide selection to choose from. The prices range from $10.00 to $2,000 a pair.”
Sam opted for the $10.00 model, so the doctor sent him to the technician to be fitted. The tech placed an aid into each ear and then draped the attached wire around Sam’s neck.
“Do I really need this wire? Don’t you have any wireless models?”
“Oh, the wire is the most important part. These cheap things don’t really do anything, but when people see the wire, they talk louder.”
Mom and Dad’s last years were not what they had planned for, but thankfully they had all the proper end of life paperwork in order. Perhaps the couple in this next story should have come to Mom and Dad for advice.
Barry and Hannah, an older married couple, were sitting on the couch watching an educational program on how to be prepared in case of an accident, a lingering illness, or death. When the program ended, Barry turned to Hannah with a serious expression on his face.
“Honey, I want you to promise me that, if the time ever comes when I am totally dependent on machines and bottled fluids, that you’ll put an end to it.”
“No problem, Sweetie.”
She promptly got up, turned off the TV, and poured his beer down the drain.
Have a great week.