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Nancie Clare
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I can understand why the American Association of Retired Persons is the biggest lobbying organization in the US – they are relentless in their efforts to lasso every citizen (and I’ll bet non-citizens get solicitations too) over the age of 50 into joining.
Yep, the barrage starts in the twilight of your 40s. You’ve just reconciled yourself to entering middle-age, for heaven’s sake, when that blasted envelope inviting you to join your fellow geezers-in-training lands in the mailbox.
As a matter of fact, the arrival of that envelope was as shocking to me as the actual event of turning the half-century mark. And the entireties to join just keep on coming.
There’s only one problem: I don’t want to join. For one, I’m not retired. And considering the state of my retirement savings, I will never be able to retire.
Second, the AARP is for my parents – who are retired – you know, as in old people. I’m not old. I refuse to believe I’m old. Although in my heart of hearts, I know I’m getting old fast.
And lastly, AARP can’t do anything for me. Yes, AARP offers great Medicare supplement insurance, but I’m more than a decade away from being old enough to qualify for the federal government's health insurance plan. If AARP wants to attract younger geezers-in-training like me, they should figure out how they can sell group health insurance to all of us who have been downsized and can’t qualify for individual health insurance policies at any price because they have a history of hay fever. (Think I’m kidding? I was turned down for an individual health insurance policy because I suffer from seasonal allergies.)
As far as I can tell the only thing AARP can do for me right now is remind me I’m getting older – I can do that myself. See you when I’m 65!
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Honest, after the first shock, it's not so bad.