I forgot to write about this earlier.
My parents have a bunch of volunteer jobs. Their retirement is nothing like my retirement will be. I will be in a comfortable chair, cruising the internet, just like I spend my free time now. They are going around doing good deeds like small-time superheros.
One of my Dad’s jobs is keeping the vending machine full at the hospital. He lovingly refers to it as ‘feeding his pets’, and I can’t believe the amount of stuff he buys. Apparently he and Mom make this trip more than once a month, and it’s amazing how much snack-y stuff they buy! They told me that this was a small load.
Mom and Dad, it was a privilege to help buy a bunch of junk food with you. Thank you.