“Meet the Rebellious Teenager of 100 Years…”
She is in the market for a man…as she insisted, she needs sex. 🙄
(Thus, her image is of utmost importance to her).
Gertrude hates that her younger sister, Trina, who has allowed her hair to go gray. And imagine Trina is only 96.
In Gertrude’s mind…Trina’s gray hair makes (her), Gertrude, appear older… HUH? (Is sister co-aging a new disease)? 🤔
Gertrude is 5' tall, wears killer high heeled boots, with fishnet hose, a small cowboy hat and Gypsie gold hoop earnings.
“Blue-Bell Blue” is her favorite color…which she fashioned is the color of her eyes.
Her rhinestone bi-focal glasses magnify them, so she appears baby doll like.
Gertrude dyes her permed locks a brilliant Poppy-Red.
(She never wants to fade into a crowd)!
This same “Cutie-Pie” almost started a forest fire, (during the drought), on a windy Autumn afternoon. She raked the fallen leaves into a pile, from her Westchester condos’ lawn, then threw a book of lit matches on them.
The blaze luckily was spotted by the office manager, Janovich, as he returned from his lunch hour. Out came the fire extinguisher & garden hose. Janovich & his assistant, the quick acting Maurice put out the flames.
Gertrude acted quite the femme fatale in his presence…even when he scolded her for the fire. “Please Madam, call me to take care of leaves. Do you want me fired”?
She smiles so prettily” as she coos, “Of course, not Honey”. She has a fantasy crush on the 32 yr. old Janovich.
Poor Janovich! In theory he works for her…so he is stern, yet gentle.
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…Gertrude’s old Buick sits undriven, for years in the condo’s underground garage… in its permanent space.
Mervin, her son had a vital small piece of its motor surgically removed, to prevent her from driving. He lied and promised, "Mom the part is on back order”.
After she would nag for a few minutes…she’d forget about it. 🤔
(She was a holy terror on the road & a danger to herself…and others).
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This frisky Centurian, has been banned from the common “Ping-Pong Room” because she hotly argues if the game doesn’t go her way. Same with the “Card Room”.
When Teatime sandwiches are served…for the players, Gertrude will drop by. Then she slips triangles of the petite fare, from its table platter, into her plastic lined purse. Also, some potato chips will complete her lunch… tomorrow. She’d pretend to get ready to sneeze, into her napkin, sneakily filled, into her roomy purse.
This woman is “eccentrically” frugal, so her fellow condo owners, behind her back…wink-wink she’s at it again!
