fuck you aarp

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I found an invitation to join AARP in my mailbox on the eve of my 47th birthday. The nerve.

Adding insult to injury, not only do I discover how deep the crows feet are getting around my eyes as I approach my 47th birthday, but the assholes at AARP thought it was time to reach out and invite me to join their sorry old asses.

And to them I say, “Fuck you.”

They can have me in three years.

18 thoughts on “fuck you aarp

  1. Don’t worry Amy. It’s really not so bad! I feel better today at 60 than I did 10 years ago, and you will too. You’re smart, funny looking great, and writing this wonderful blog. All up!

  2. Don’t let them have you in 3 years. They are thugs who disguise themselves. You have nothing in common with their members.

  3. You go Amy!!!! I’m 56 but feel like I’m 26, I don’t need or want the AARP pigeon holing me, I’m am young at heart an intend to stay that way!

  4. Ok, lol, just looked at the dates on these posts, I just commented on one from three years ago, preeeety sure she won’t see that….

  5. Haha… no seriously, I think this is funny. I just came across your blog while searching Google to see where mine ranked.

    I just posted about this very topic on my own site and I remember vividly feeling the same way about getting mail from AARP. Of course, I’ve changed my mind about it since 🙂

    Now that it’s 3 years later, I’m curious to know if you still feel the same way. It’s actually no a bad deal.

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