I speak less as I get older

I have never been an introvert, a good listener, yes, but never afraid to speak, well, I’m getting older and almost into a twenty-year marriage, so I’m losing my voice.

I remember those early years of adolesence, I imitated my parrot a lot, seems I spoke a lot mainly to every pretty face that came across my path.

When I was in fifth grade, my school was an all-boys school, but across the street there was an all-girls school, every day I would walk home after class and on my way out of school the girls leaving on the school bus would open the windows and shout, “hello pretty eyes!” and I would scream back send me your phone number.

They say you become wiser as you get older, yes, if you are ten and next thing you are a horny fourteen-year-old. Not sure what wiser really means, just because you realized your parents were right when they warned you about drink and driving when you were 16 doesn’t matter anymore ,now you are 26 and wrecking your parents car as a teenager doesn’t change the fact that just because you are wiser the car still was a total lose and just because you can warn your kids the same thing they are going to be just as unwise as you were then.

I noticed in the last few years I don’t receive as many calls from my friends and family as I did before, I do get a lot of calls many from out of state selling insurance or crematory services, how do they know my days are counted? My phone got so smart now it tells if it’s a suspected spammer or telemarketing, but I answer, after all, I pay for my phone and I better use it.

So I like to talk with telemarketers, I figured I’m helping them keep their job even if I don’t buy anything. However, they not always like it when I do the talking instead of them.

Usually, when I answer the phone I hear Is this Mr. Varela? Then I answer, yes, what is your name? I’m calling from True Life Insurance about a new insurance plan for your family. then I interrupt by saying, you are the 1st person I talk with today what is your name, where are you calling from, and then the salesman continues, Robert, and let me tell you about our family plan, then I interrupt again, Robert, is good to meet you, tell me do you sell car insurance? No sir, it’s life insurance. Oh I see, do you sell home insurance? No sir only life insurance. What about an insurance package of home, auto and life insurance. Silence….

we can offer you a great family plan life insurance that covers you, your wife and your children at a very competitive price.

I’m very interested if the plan covers my friends as well.

No sir it’s just a family plan. ………… My friends are like family to me Robert, any way you can add them to a family plan?

We can do a separate policy for your friends if you like

Robert let me put you on hold for a minute I’m going to talk to my wife, don’t hang up. While I walk away I leave my phone next to the boom box playing some Jimmy Hendrix

Five minutes later I grab the phone to see if Robert still holding, if he is desperate he will be there ready to blast me with a special insurance promotions if I sign up right away,

And then I got married, by then I have dated every pretty girl that said hi to me. You heard the words many times “Yes dear” you don’t say that very often in your early years of marriage, I passed my forties when I got married