It happened a little sooner that I expected.
I thought it would be exciting to save a little money.
I thought I would be ready for it.
And, now I'm not so sure it was that great.
My hairdresser was right. She said I would look 60 if I "let my hair go".
Oh boy. Sigh.
Today, I went out to Ryan's for lunch. I ordered the buffet, as usual, only this time, my bill came to $5.51. I didn't really think about it. I didn't really notice.
When I got to my table, I sat down and noticed the bill.
"Lunch buffet - Senior" AAACCCCCKKKKKK.
And, he (it had to be a "he") didn't even ask me.
Ok, ok. Technically, I am a "senior", but I don't qualify for the discount. And, now that I think of it, what IS the age for a discount? I think I'm even more depressed!
A pox on that little man child who gave me a Senior Citizen Discount!
When Hubby hears about this, I'll never hear the end of it. SIGH.
