A Senior Moment

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Will you still need me? Will you still feed me? When I’m 64 – the Beatles

I’ve always been told to act my age, but a visit to a favorite pizza outlet tested that adage.

After order, I paid with a credit card and dutifully signed the receipt.

Upon closer inspection of said receipt later, I noticed that I had received a 10 percent SENIOR CITIZENS discount!

I was speechless because I’m not a senior citizen, yet I felt no urge to correct this error.

Maybe the cashier was taking pity on me, however I don’t think I looked “old” that day. And I wasn’t about to refund this cash.

Sure, an entire wicked winter of shoveling and shoveling and shoveling snow has taken its toll on my body.

And there would have been a ruckus if that dear cashier had first asked if I was a senior citizen.

Perhaps if I would have worn my New York Knicks’ jersey and Knicks’ ballcap that day, there would have been no questioned that I did not qualify for such a discount.

Should be interesting when I return to this eatery if I’m again awarded a discount.



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