Robert Griffith | 7 September 2022
Robert Griffith
7 September 2022


When one door closes and another door opens, you are probably in prison.

My luck is like a bald guy who just won a comb.

Age 60 might be the new 40, but 9:00 pm is the new midnight and 4:00pm is a great time for dinner!

It’s the start of a brand new day, and I’m off like a herd of turtles.

The older I get, the earlier it gets late.

When I say, “The other day,” I could be referring to any time between yesterday and 15 years ago.

I remember being able to get up without making sound effects.

I had my patience tested. I’m negative.

Remember, if you lose a sock in the dryer, it comes back as a Tupperware lid that doesn’t fit any of your containers.

If you’re sitting in public and a stranger takes the seat next to you, just stare straight ahead and say, “Did you bring the money?”

When you ask me what I am doing today, and I say “nothing” – it does not mean I am free – it means I am doing nothing.

I finally got eight hours of sleep. It took me three days, but whatever.

I run like the winded.

l hate it when a couple argues in public and I missed the beginning and don’t know whose side I’m on.

When someone asks what I did over the weekend, I squint and ask, “Why, what did you hear?”

When you do squats – are your knees supposed to sound like a goat chewing on an aluminium can stuffed with celery?

I don’t mean to interrupt people – I just randomly remember things and get really excited.

When I ask for directions, please don’t use words like ‘east.’

Don’t bother walking a mile in my shoes – that would be boring. Spend 30 seconds in my head – that will freak you right out.

Sometimes, someone unexpected comes into your life out of nowhere, makes your heart race, and changes you forever. We call those people cops.