I was at the grocery store yesterday, and the checkout woman asked me if I qualified for a senior discount. (How could she tell?)
I said, “What does it take?”
“You have to be 62.”
“Nope. Wait! Tomorrow! I’ll be 62 tomorrow!”
“Good enough,” she said. “You get 10 percent off on Tuesdays and Wednesdays.”
So I saved $1.24.
She was packing my bag and smiling. “Don’t spend it all in one place,” she said.
4 comments:
“You have to be 62.”
Sixty Two.... Why not Sixty Five or even Sixty? But it's Sixty Two.
Over here women used to be able to retire at 60 and men 65 but now the women's pensionable age has risen to (I believe) 62. No idea why, but seems sensible. They live longer than men, work less years (on average) and yet retire earlier and expect the same state pension...
So why 62 Mark?
oh - and Happy Birthday for tomorrow!
My old business partner was a Scot - which has a bearing on the following.
One day, when he was 56, he was buying some bits and pieces for our fitters in a DIY store.
"Oh, there's a 10% discount for senior citizens", said the checkout girl.
"So what did you say?" I asked.
"Och, Philip, I was sorely torn between vanity and economy"
"Which won?"
"Economy!"
You must have Caledonian blood in there somewhere, Mark :-)
Happy Birthday!
Sorry to be late with the birthday greetings!!
We are still her, still walkiing, and still reading your fine blog...
Lou an d Phyllis
Alan: Some businesses here offer senior discounts at 55, some at 60, some later. Nothing to do with being an official pensioner (a term we don't use here, though I rather like it).
Phil: Maybe so, but vanity usually runs me a merry chase!
Lou and Phyl: Hope you're both doing great...and thanks for reading!
All: Thanks for the kind wishes.
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