Now recovering from an unexpected shock suffered earlier this evening - an unlooked for rite of passage of sorts. We were at a Sistic stall at Parkway Parade, our old stomping ground, purchasing tickets for a concert coming up next Wednesday. The lady arranging the sale asked us whether we were eligible for any discounts, and it turned out I was up for a saving as a Senior Citizen!
This seemed to amuse Noi a good deal. It didn't do the same for me, even though I walked away some four dollars or so richer.
I'm still trying to process this one. It was only yesterday that I was pretending to be eighteen to get served at the pub, surely!
3 comments:
Haha, I'm not sure if there's an appropriate wish for this milestone, but happy senior-citizenship, Mr Connor!
Kind of you! But I was rather hoping to get a very limited readership for this little item. Try not to spread the word.
Oh, and I hasten to add that the criterion for SeniorShip was at the lowest end of any reasonable limit in years it's possible to imagine.
Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.
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