Diane: You dont like old people?
Lloyd: Me? Sure I do.
Diane: Come on.
Lloyd: Well, except for one thing. I worked at a smorgasbord, and the old people would flock there, and they loved to eat, and they’d just jam their mouths, you know? And they’d just eat with their mouths open, and to be honest, it was too much for me. You get to be thinking about how short life is, and how maybe everything has no meaning, because you wake up, and you’re frying burgers, and you’re like 60, 70, and then you check out, you know? What are you doing? And I dont need to be thinking about those kind of things. Thats the reason……But I’m not sure about all that.
Diane: I think that’s ageism, and that’s being prejudiced against people because they’re old.
Lloyd: Really? Well, you’re really turning me around here.

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