Walking through the Y Center locker room, I passed an older man.  He glanced at me and said, “I must be getting older.”

Somewhat intrigued, I asked, “Why?”

With a smile he said, “Because I left the house in my slippers.”

Looking down, sure enough, he was wearing slippers.  He had accidentally worn slippers all the way to the gym.  Then for the next three minutes or so, we had a rambling conversation about his mistaken footwear.

Smiling, I finished changing into my gym clothes and headed for the exercise room.  Not only had I learned about a stranger’s slippers, but I had also received something very valuable.  A glimpse into the future.

Yes, an older man at the gym over lunch.  Had a somewhat humorous story to tell.  Decided to practice it on a stranger.  Perfected his craft in the locker room.

Yes, give me twenty-five years and I will most likely be acting the same.  A slipper wearing humorist telling free tales to all who will spare some time.