I am 41 years old. Just 41. Forty-freakin’-one. I am not old enough for Medicare. Dammit.

For the past few years, I’ve been regularly getting mail regarding Medicare insurance. I get some kind of “old folk” mail a few times a year. I even once got an issue of AARP magazine. Cowgrit laughs at me every time she finds such mail in our box.

Yes, I have some gray hairs. But my gray is child induced, not age grown. I don’t know how I got on this kind of mailing list, but it ain’t funny. (Shut up brogrit!)

A few years ago, I somehow got on a Limited Too mailing list. I started receiving catalogs for 12-year-old girls’ clothes. We called immediately to fix that, but it still took almost a year to stop getting the monthly catalogs.

I don’t know who to call about this old-person mail. Is there a headquarters for old people?

Bullgrit

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