Some teenagers picked up Ricky for dodgeball Sunday. I went out to talk to them before I let my precious son leave with them. (This letting go is a hard one.) Tuesday evening the other son told us that one of the girls thought I was in my 30s!
That evening I picked up some groceries to take advantage of the 6% senior citizens' discount. As the cashier gave me the total, I said, confident that it would not be evident, "I get the ..."
"Yes," she interrupted, " I already took off the discount."