Well I’m not 65 so of course , but the above, well yes it applies to me. I’m scared to leave work, it gives me an anchor. I suspect the 93 year old paperboy in Abergavenny who cycles around hills and valleys delivering papers to Octogenarian’s feels the same way. Though he probably feels closer to having wings on his shoulders than an anchor around his neck.
We all like to feel valued; and what makes you feel more valued than someone paying you to do something .
So the over 65’s hang on in there, let’s face it modern work is unpalatable, if you are old enough to remember when coal mining was an industry in Britain you are old enough to appreciate that working with a group of unmotivated youngsters who all want to be managers in the next ten minutes, but who don’t want really want to do any work then you see that the stalwart older person who realises this work is a doddle is going to shine over the youngsters.
Added to that the crazy law that pays more for the old codger doing the same work as an 18 year old, I think it’s 2 or 3 sterling pounds an hour which is crazy as far as I can see and if they are 17 then it’s even less and they can’t even vote against it. Life is just plain unfair. Boo Hoo
Yet those of us who have been around a long time take it all in our very slow stride and the bosses like us because we don’t have boyfriend or girlfriend problems, aren’t on our mobile phones all the time, aren’t after the bosses job, are polite and not sullen, don’t use the work computer for searching for other jobs and don’t need a size zero uniform.
Yes , we over 65’s have our advantages and we intend to use them as long as it suits us
thenotsomightyom 