Dear Times,
Now I know why we’re sometimes called “Old Farts.”
I was in a Starbucks Coffee recently when my stomach started rumbling and I realized that I desperately needed to pass some gas.
The place was packed. The music was very loud. To get relief and reduce embarrassment, I timed my farts to the beat of the music.
After a couple of songs I started to feel much better.
I finished my coffee and noticed that everyone was staring at me.
That was when I suddenly remembered that I was listening to my IPod.
Using newfangled technology can be dangerous as we get on.
From an anonymous OF
