i love old men in a totally non-creepy way

I was on the subway going home. Two old men sat across me, dressed to the nines in pinstriped pants and dress shoes. The one on the left was carrying a “don’t use plastic” reusable bag which made him totally cool. Oh and he was wearing a baker boy cap.

A bunch of hardcore bicycle dudes came into the compartment with their bikes taken apart (I guess it’s a law that vehicles cannot be taken on the subway so they take it apart?) Anyways, here’s roughly the conversation between the two old men. Let’s call them Peter and John.

Peter: Oh look at those guys with their bicycles. They look so fancy.

John: Oh HAHA Peter, they’re not bicycles! Look….there’s only ONE WHEEL…

Peter: Oh my Yes you are right! What is it then? They are wearing a uniform and helmets! Back in our days, we didn’t even know what a helmet was. Only for soldiers!

John: Yea, we just rode our bicycles to go to school and go home. Nothing fancy like them. Don’t even know what that is…Oh WAIT! It IS a bicycle….they just took the wheel apart. HAHAHA

Peter: HAHAHA….when our bicycles wheels came off, that’s the end of it! You had to walk! Haha…I don’t understand these young men…carrying a bicycle onto the train…*sigh*….when they should be riding it!

John: HAHA…now people catch subways! Don’t ride bikes…it’s only for fun. That’s why they got all their fancy things like helmet and uniforms…. us old hags used to ride bikes for transport! It wasn’t for fun!

Peter: Oh no, it wasn’t for fun. Times were hard…..*sigh*….this is our stop. Let’s go. Such fancy young people these days…..*SIGH*

At this point I really wanted to ask them if I could be their friends. They were utterly awesome.