Issues, not member trolling, led to AARP membership
This week I finally took the plunge.
After receiving gentle reminders for the past year or two about joining AARP, I decided to become a dues-paying member.
The mail started coming, it seems, when I hit 55, and frankly, I didn’t appreciate it one bit. With people living longer, it doesn’t make sense to think of 55 as a “senior.” For those who end up as centenarians, that age is just slightly on the downhill side of midlife.
It’s not that AARP was annoying about their offers. They didn’t call repeatedly and at all hours and like the Telefund folks, and they only sent out cards of invitation referencing free gifts and discounts. It was that age where the “senior” bar was set that I found annoying.
In the end, it wasn’t the perks that prompted me to pay the annual membership fee. I did so ...