I have been taking more days
off from subbing to resume playing racquetball. It's a sport I took up in my
previous life working in the computer world. Years after layoffs, people moving
out of the area and health clubs eliminating courts made it hard to continue.
Through a posting on our
NextDoor.com website, I connected with a couple of active players in my
neighborhood who were looking for new members to join their group.
I let them know that I had
been out of the game for about 10yrs. At
68, I might be a little rusty and not be much competition for them. That's when
they told me not to worry.
Rick is 70 and Don is 80!!.
Both are very good and Don is a Senior Olympics gold medalist in the sport. After
a shaky start, I'm holding my own with these guys.
We've been playing 2-3 days a
week for several months now and they are great guys to hang with. We usually play 4-5 games late morning, then
have lunch.
At lunch last Thursday, Don
is complaining that photos on his new iPhone do not seem to be as good as his
old flip phone and wants to take it back to the Apple store.
Rick has an iPhone, so he takes
a picture of me and shows Don. Don takes one of me and they compare. Sure
enough, Don's photo is a bit grainier. Rick tries to "adjust it" with
an app called FabFocus and the result is not much better.
Then Rick turns Don's phone over
and examines it closely. He then grabs a
napkin off the table, cleans the lens, takes another picture, nods his head and
hands it back to Don.
The look on Don's face is
priceless. Don is dumbfounded. He can't speak. He hasn't said a word yet but I
can almost see the Homer Simpson thought balloon "Dooh!!"
Rick and I can't help but laugh.
Rick: " Just wait till
Ann hears about this one!"
Don: "I don't think
she'll say anything. She has the same problem with hers!!"
...I really like these guys
