Senior Discount

I had no fear of turning 50 and applying for that first AARP card. I was ready for the discounts to come rolling in.  Then I realized that I was going to have to wait 10-15 years for any real discounts, but I could wait.  The first was senior pass to National Parks – what a deal for a lifetime pass at only $10.  Of course, there are discounts at most restaurants, movie theaters, and so forth, but I’ve come to discover the minimal savings really don’t compensate for less attractive aspects of aging.

I just returned from a visit “home” to Western New York State.

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West Branch of Keuka Lake looking at Branchport, NY.

My 88 years-old mother still lives in our family home in the beautiful Finger Lakes Region and where my wife and I were born and raised.  We also have many dear friends there and around Rochester, where we raised our family and I worked for Eastman Kodak Company for 32 years.  The trip was a nostalgic drive down memory lane that reassured me that my old home town and Rochester are still thriving in spite of dramatically changing economies.  However, I soon realized that my friends that have, previously, been frozen in time in their 40s and 50s have now, also, reached eligibility for senior discounts.

Well, of course, time doesn’t standstill just because I haven’t seen them.  Everyone looked fine but I soon realized that our conversations frequently revolved around, well – er – breakdowns in body parts and functions.  Topics that just 10 years ago would only be shared in hushed tones with close family members are now fair game to be discussed around the table in a restaurant providing legitimate queasiness among attending grown children and their significant others.  Unfortunately, I don’t see a change in this practice compulsion.  Seniors don’t seem to have a filter to prevent these questionably appropriate discussions.  We are allies with a common enemy – our bodies – and an erosion of our modesty.  We don’t give a shit.

So senior discounts be damned and pass the Metamucil.

 

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3 thoughts on “Senior Discount

  1. And in most restaurants you have to ask for the senior discount because I guess there are a lot of stooped, gray haired 40 and 50 year olds. Or maybe it’s just that we look so damn good they can’t believe we are seniors! Hee, Hee!
    The other response couldn’t have been from your favorite sister because I am just responding now!

  2. Now your truly favorite sister is saying this; it will take awhile for you to truly retire or at least feel that way, at least for me! I beat you in retirement by maybe a day or not because my official day is July 1st. As a teacher, I have most summers off (without pay, I might add, unless I plan during the year and save for the two months I am off, which I have). I still find myself reacting to things that are happening at school that will have no impact on me whatsoever! Quite simply, I forget, and I imagine come August I will still feel the tightening of my gut that says my vacay is about to end! But maybe not because I will be in New York sharing wine and good times with my newly retired brother and my fav sisters, although I will have to straighten them out about who your fave is! Hee, Hee! Love you, Steve!

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