There Oughtta Be A Law

So there I am at the Walgreen's checkout counter, and the clerk says, "Hey, I've got some free samples of some great face cream that I know you'll love...it really clears up acne...and leaves your skin feeling really soft."

At the same time, as she rings up my purchases (which includes a box of Super Duper Giant Overnight Maxi Pads With Jumbo Wings), the cash register cranks out a receipt that informs (lucky) me that I've won a free AARP membership...

Now wait a cotton' pickin' minute...

I'f I'm AARP eligible (which, damn it, I am...actually I'll be 51 in but a few months), how is it that I am STILL fighting acne and STILL having to buy flippin' Kotex?

(Of course, it's perimenopausal sebacious cysts combined with ingrown and infected chin whiskers so coarse you could sweep a kitchen floor, not pubescent pimples, that plague me...but I digress...)

It's just not fair.

Heavy sigh...

And they said zits disappear at 30...

Ha!

There oughtta be a law...