I Suppose I Am Fossil Fabulous

My wife was not home when I left for work last night. So I decided to stop at the corner grocery store to grab a sandwich or something from the deli.

I walked up to the register and she rang up my items and looked at me and said, “Are we over 55?” It took me a minute to figure out why she was asking about my age. I had no alcohol, and I know I look over 21.

So I said, “Pardon me?” To which she replied, “Today is Senior Discount Day. You look over 55, so I wanted to make sure you got your discount if you were.”

“Sigh. Yes. I am 56,” I said.

“Oh goodie,” she said, “I will get your your discount and save you some money, sir.” This woman was a tad bit too cheery for me by this time. “Ooo! You saved 47 cents! Enjoy your lunch!”

47 cents. Yippee. I can’t even get a cup of coffee for that. Now pass me my hearing aids, my heating pad and turn on Murder, She Wrote!

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