I was thinking today about this senior citizen thing. It really began when I turned 55. All I heard about from people older than me were the discounts they got once they reached senior citizen age. Our one grocery store in town gives a 5 percent discount on Tuesdays to senior citizens. It took me a couple of weeks to remember to tell them I was "of age" and the cashier gave me that glorious 5 percent discount. Now this cashier was not, and is still not, a very friendly gal. I had tried numerous times to entrap her into small talk or a smile but, alas, no luck. (Doesn't it irk you when you try to be nice and the person on the receiving side totally ignores you?) A few weeks later, on a Tuesday, I went to another cashier and reminded her that I was a senior citizen. (I had given up trying to buddy up to the other gal.) This other cashier looked at me oddly and asked how old I was. I told her 55. She then proceeded to tell me that the discount was given to people
65 and older! So now becomes the big question ... did the unfriendly cashier think I was 65 years old? I don't think I want to know! Needless to say, I avoid her checkout as much as I can ! :)
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