Dustin is in college in Minneapolis, but last week he drove out for the long weekend. On Saturday, he was busy with his friends, but on Sunday we went out to dinner at the new Mexican place and saw Deadpool, at the Mall.
The tickets seemed rather cheap. While we were waiting to buy popcorn, I looked at my receipt.
Senior Citizen Discount!
Whoa, I'm only 55. I won't be eligible for senior citizen discounts for at least five years!
"It must be the contrast effect," Dustin said. "The average age of this crowd is about twenty, so you naturally look old.,"
I looked around. Almost all college-age boys, in pairs and groups.
Suddenly I felt very out of place. I tried to concentrate on the pre-movie commercials.
"Anyway, who can tell the difference between 55 and 60? Or 40 and 60, for that matter? There's young, and then there's old, that's all."
"What's that you say, sonny?" I said, hurt. "Why, in my day, we had respect for our elders. When my Dad told me to go out and feed the dinosaurs, by golly, I jumped to it!"
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