You might be an Old Broad.
If you have ever made a fruit smoothie in a blender and as an afterthought dumped in about 6 ounces of vodka.....YOU might be an Old Broad.
The Old Broad's Club.
The Old Broad's Club is damned hard to get into. You have to have a certain charisma. It's hard to find. One of my favorite Old Broads used to work at the bank. She was a little over fifty, cheerful, had a pretty good sense of humor and was kind and helpful. There was something about her I trusted the instant I met her. When I told her I was a sailor her face lit up and she told me she had put herself through school by working on a family fishing boat. She said she spends half of her vacation time cooking on the boat just to get back to the salt air. That's when I looked at her closely. She was in her 50s and the lines on her face were not anger lines, nor were they worn out lines. They were laugh lines. (she also had a pretty cool scar she probably got while commercial fishing.) From that day forward she became my bank teller because I'd jockey positions to get in her line. One day she quietly told me that I could get an extra reward point of some sort just for aski...
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