Mystery woman

I was walking into the grocery store this morning and she was walking out. She was an old woman—really, really old—almost as old as me, all white-haired and grandmotherly-looking, and she was wearing a T-shirt that said:

Life is Crap

By the time it registered in my brain and I did a double-take she was gone—so pretty spry too for an old woman, right?

I think I'm in love.