There was an old man working as a handyman in a golf club. He turned in every day, did his few little jobs, keeping to himself and generally minding his own business. But he had been there for a very long time and even the senior members only ever remembered him as an old man.
One day he took a bit of a turn and was carted off to hospital in an ambulance and the few people who were about thought that was the end of that. However, a couple of weeks later, our old friend turned in for work again, same as before, mooching about, doing his jobs and generally minding his own business.
One of the members asked him how he was and so on, then got around to asking him how old he was.
The old man said, with more than a little pride "I'll be 95 me next birthday!"
"Good Lord!", said the younger man, "I'd no idea! I don't think I'd like to be that age, just getting by like that. No, I definitely don't think I'd like to be 95!"
The old man stopped what he was doing, studied the younger man for a moment and with only a hint of smile replied.....
"You would if you were 94!"