Oldies still going strong

I was volunteer-working again today, and these oldies make me laugh in so many ways.

First of all, I'm astonished about how much they still care about their appearance, much much more than I do, but ok, that doesn't say much.

Second, they still have lots to talk about even though they probably see each other more or less daily. Every time there is a row of ladies sitting there, today joined by one (!) man, poor guy. I think there were nine women. Living proof that women live longer than men.

Third, today they were singing, wanting music, but complaining that their voices get worse with age. Heck, they sounded better than I do when trying to sing. Which for that good reason I try to avoid.

I don't even get frustrated when they forget. And they do forget pretty often. They place an order for coffee with cake, and when we deliver they have changed their order to only tea. And today one lady brought her own tea bag, saying she pays only two francs instead of three because of that. Fine, we're not exactly there to make money.

They forget if they have paid or not, and surprisingly enough they always tip. Not a lot, but still. One would think that older people have less money.

Yes, they are real darlings even if I don't always understand what they say, speaking Switzedütch and all. But the sweetest of them all and today a helper in the kitchen, the famous Mr Müller.