Mark my words Baby Boomers, this is going to happen.
I took a few well-deserved days off and found myself stuck on the Histroy Channel at 2 in the afternoon (nevermind what I was watching). The commercials consisted of one endlessly repeating spot for the Scooter Store (http://www.thescooterstore.com). You know - those powered chairs designed to bilk Medicare and old people at the same time... Anyway, I started to daydream about the day I place a call (in the distant future) to the Scooter Store because I just can't make it to the fridge anymore.
TSS: "The Scooter Store, how can I help you, man?"
ME: "Well, I'm almost embarrassed to say this, but yesterday I just couldn't make it to the bathroom and ..."
TSS: "Bummer... you need a scooter, man"
ME: "Yeah, that's what I was thinking, that whole bathroom thing was a drag."
TSS: "Groovy, we've got this radical Gerry Garcia model, you gotta check out, "Or maybe the Jimi Hendrix Experienced Scooter" .. it's a refurb with low miles.
Scary huh? That will teach me to take an afternoon nap with the televsion on.