Granny Rambles on and On

I took a class at the Commuity College. This class was an internet class. You didn't even have to attend classes. You did all the assignments at home on your computer. I learned so much. I even met a young man taking this class It was so funny. We had a chat page where we discussed our answers to our homework questions. At the end of the term, this one young man gave out his E-Mail address and invited anyone who would like to write to him. Well guess what this ole granny did? I answered him. He didn't know who I was.) One day I wrote and told him I'd like to meet him. Well, that was the funniest thing-----We decided to meet at Star Bucks ---that was close to school, you know. I never told him my age, but I told him he'll know who I am because I 'll be wearing blue toe nail polish. Well, on the day we were supposed to meet, he spotted me right away when he saw my blue polish and he laughed. Well, we had such a nice conversation I don't think he cared how old I was-----and you know, we still E-Mail to each other.

Why are so many young people popping pills in their mouths for depression. Yeh, I know about those other drugs. I'm talking about all that stuff these kids are taking for anxiety. You know, when I was young, we didn't have to take pills for depression. We went to a psychiatrist. Yes, I remember those days very clearly. My friend was going to this doctor-----she actually fell in love with him. I think he must've hypnotized her or something. Anyways, she said, "You know, you should go to him. He's really curing me from all that anxiety that I had. So I made an appointment with him. I come in----he says lie down and he points to his couch. I was so scared, I didn't know what to make of this. He sat down in back of me and said firmly, "start free associating." I said what do you mean, cat, dog, mouse. "start talking he insisted----say anything that comes to your mind.

I was so nervous, I couldn't talk. And do you know what he did. He kicked me out. Just like that he kicked me out of his office. Maybe you young people are right. Don't go to a psychiatrist, just keep taking those pills.