I have a decision to make.
Our local grocery store considers you a Senior Citizen when you are 55-years old and over. Isn’t that a bit young? It used to be that grandparents got senior discounts at restaurants when they were over 65. I mean I only turned 55-years old today. (Hard to believe, I know.)
I’m not ready to be a “Senior Citizen”. My grandparents were in their 70’s when they became senior citizens. Seniors are wise and dignified. You never see a senior shoving 3 pieces of gum in their mouth and be smacking it loudly, maybe even blowing bubbles. Or driving down the neighborhood with their car windows down and the stereo up high.
I have been known to still do those things. And although smart, I am not wise. I am so not a senior citizen.
Did I mention that seniors get a discount when they shop Tuesdays and Wednesdays, at our local grocery store?
It all boils down to one thing. How vain am I? Do I keep trying to look young, stay in denial about my age, -OR- do I accept the fact I’m old, and save a few bucks on the grocery bill?
Hmm…
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