I was driving up to Clearlake (again) to collect and pay my mom's bills and visit her for Mother's Day. As usual, my first pit stop was at the Jack in the Box in American Canyon, just on the other side of the Vallejo city limit. Also as usual, after using the ladies' room, I bought a bottle of water, which is $1.59 + tax for a total of $1.72. I ordered from the same lady I frequently see there; she's at least my age, probably a bit older. But this time the total came to only $1.18. Weird. I sneaked a look up at the menu board, but it still said $1.59 there... huh?? Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, however, I paid the $1.18, grabbed my bottle and left.
As I got into the car, curiosity got the better of me (it's my cat nature). I checked the receipt and nearly choked, then burst out laughing; she had deducted 50 cents as a "senior discount"!!! Seriously??? She didn't ask me if I was over any particular age, and I was wearing my usual jeans and a gothy t-shirt. I certainly did NOT look like a "senior" anything! Well, I had no idea what their age limit is, so I decided to enjoy the joke, the water, AND the discount.
After I got home, however, I couldn't resist the urge to go onto Mr. Box's website and check their senior discount age limit. When I did I was sorry... Do I really look like I'm at least 55????? Yes, I know that 52 isn't that far off, but still, I've got SOME pride. Martin assures me that I don't even look 50 yet, but either that lady was reading my tree rings wrong or something looks older than it should.
Anyway, I've spent all this week dressing in some of my awesome gothy spring/summer clothes, and I feel MUCH better now! Hmph... Senior, my @$$! (However, this will NOT stop me from starting to ask about senior discounts at other places. Why not pay less if I can do it legally??)