Tuesday, February 4, 2014
A while back, something started to happen when Kissy Missy and I went to the movies.
When I bought the tickets, the word "senior" started appearing on the tickets.
As in "Senior citizen."
I didn't ask for it. I just asked, as always, for "two for ... whatever."
And the helpful, perky young woman selling popcorn, Raisinets and tickets just punched in "Senior."
Hey, I understand. The AARP has been after me since before I was 50. Some places give you a senior discount when you're 55.
But the Celebration! Cinema policy, according to its website, is a senior discount for people 60 and over. I'm not there yet. My wife isn't even 50. I don't have any grandkids. I still have my hair, and it's not all gray.
It saves me $3 on a night out. What the heck. I'll take it.
Posted by Mark at 9:51 PM