I first heard myself say “argh!
” some five years ago, when I bent over to
tie my shoes
. I might not have noticed it, but there was someone
else there, older and wiser
than I, who recognized it immediately and
pointed out that this is a sound
that people make when they get old. I now
keep an accounting
of how often I say “Argh.” It’s punctuating
my activities. This evening, I was laying on my stomach watching a
film and got up to fetch a bottle of saké. While I was rallying against
, with old bones
first folding and then unfolding to allow me to
stand on two pins
, I said “ARGH” at least three times.
So, watch out for this sound, it’s a dead giveaway.