The Good Life
Ah, retirement, the only time in life when you trade in your boss for a GPS and your corner office for a sedan seat. Now, I’m not just…
Ah, retirement, the only time in life when you trade in your boss for a GPS and your corner office for a sedan seat. Now, I’m not just retired, I’m a taxi driver, an errand boy, the unsung hero of “Can you pick up some milk on your way home?”
Seriously, retirement is like a one-way ticket to becoming everyone’s personal Uber with a pension plan. But hey, at least I’ve upgraded from water cooler gossip to back-seat confessions. Who needs a rocking chair when I’ve got a car that’s seen more action than a Hollywood stunt double?
Welcome to the world of post-career adventures — where the odometer spins faster than your golf score!