Here is a mildly disturbing development in my life...

I drove into town to run an errand during the noon hour today. While there, I decided to have lunch at the Subway shop closest to my apartment. As I was at the register to pay for my turkey sandwich and chips, the young man said, “that’ll be $4.70...or do you do the senior discount?” To which I stammered, “ excuse me ? Uh. No .”

Holy craperino, Batman! This is the first time such a thing has happened to me, and it caught me completely off guard. What, I wondered, about my appearance today , merited this promotion to senior status?!?

Yeah, yeah…I know. I’m 59. I’m an AARP member. I have some gray hair. But, geezzzz. He had to SAY IT OUT LOUD?

Now, I hadn’t had a bad day to that point, and the rest of day went mostly ok too. There is just this one little blip that sticks with me.

Senior discount? Moi?