Jill Weatherholt

Writing Stories of Love, Faith and Happy Endings While Enjoying the Journey

A senior what?

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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?

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Author: Jill Weatherholt

My name is Jill Weatherholt and I’m a writer. I have a full-time job, but at night and on the weekend, I pursue my passion, writing. I write modern stories about love, friendship and forgiveness. I started this blog as a way to share my journey toward publication and to create a community for other new writers. Raised in the Washington, DC area, I’ve lived in Charlotte, North Carolina since 2004. I hold a degree in Psychology from George Mason University and a Certification in Paralegal Studies from Duke University. My first book, SECOND CHANCE ROMANCE, will release in March, 2017. It's now able for pre-order on Amazon. I was the first place winner in the Dream Quest One Short Story Contest in the Winter 2014-2015 competition. In 2014, I placed second in Southern Writers Magazine Short Story Contest. I was also a top ten finalist in Southern Writers Magazine Short Story Contest in 2012 and 2013. I’m a 2010 and 2012 winner of the NaNoWriMo Contest. I love to connect readers, visit me at jillweatherholt.com

141 thoughts on “A senior what?

  1. I always felt older than my years – and looked older too as I was tall once upon a time, until everyone else caught up with me! But you don’t look even remotely old enough to get a senior citizen discount Jill!

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  2. Senior Citizen discounts are ‘old hat’ for me! 🙂 xo

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  3. Thanks for making me laugh! One thing I really hate is whenever a cashier calls me m’am . I remember those days of wanting to be a grown up. Now that I supposedly am one of those grown ups, all I want to do is be a kid again so I can play. 🙂

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    • I’m glad I could make you laugh, Sheila. After I recovered from the shock, I had a laugh too. 🙂 Here in the South, calling people m’am is a sign of respect. It took some getting used to when I first moved here. I wouldn’t mind being a kid and having those long summer days off from school. Have a great weekend!

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  4. LOL! I imagine Derek is right, as fifty is the new thirty, or something like that 😉 My parents weren’t great role models so I remember having the distinct thought that ‘when I grow up I’ll be a better adult’ somehow I imagined it was easier as an adult 😀 I have since learned a lot of work goes into being a decent and responsible human being and even harder work into being a parent.

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  5. I’m late getting here but I’m old so I have a good excuse. Can I have my discount now, please. I started smiling right from the start. Then I started giggling. Old people can still do that, I think. I’ve been getting a senior discount since 48 or so. My last husband was 11 years my senior and wanted every nickle he could get. Now at almost 67, I can’t hide the old age and with my infirmities, (cane, hat, frozen face and white hair peeking out,) I’m happy to have them. I look at young women with children and think to myself they don’t look old enough to have children. Or, what is that doctor, 10?
    Thanks for the giggle. Now I’ll push my bifocals up and see if I can see well enough to sew a few stitches that don’t have to be taken back out. Getting old is not for sissies. Have a wonderfully funny week. 🙂

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    • Ha ha! I appreciate your hilarious comment, Marlene. 🙂 You’re not late, you’re right on time…to make me smile. I know…what is up with the doctor and dentists? They look like babies. You, my friend, are perfect just the way you are! Have a fantastic week!

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  6. When I was a kid, I thought being an adult would be so awesome because I’d be in control. But free time, that seems to disappear once you’re an adult. I wish I could go back and front load more stuff when I was a kid so I could get more free time now. 🙂

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