When I was a teenager, I couldn’t wait to be an adult. I’d be free to do anything I wanted. My life would be perfect.
I’d have a car to go anywhere I desired. There would be no more asking permission, and no more curfews. I’d take trips to the beach on the weekend, or perhaps the mountains.
I’d own a fancy condo or apartment that I could decorate any way I wanted. After all, I’d be making money.
Thirty plus years later, and several months before my fiftieth birthday, I’ve experienced every thing that I wished for. In addition to mortgage payments, bills, health issues, house and car repairs. All of those things that come with adulthood, but no one ever told us about.
After a recent trip to the grocery store, I was recording my transaction into my check register. I glanced toward the bottom of the receipt to get the total, and there it was…SENIOR CITIZEN DISCOUNT. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, but since I was wearing my bifocals, I knew it was true. The young cashier gave me a senior discount.
Derek said she probably gave me the discount because I was nice to her.
Hum, I wonder…
When you were a teenager, were you anxious to become an adult?