It Finally Happened
When we go out for a meal we've started to realize that we are the oldest people in the room, though my wife looks considerably younger than me, I am the one who visibly skews the average age though I am her junior by a year. Oddly, we are older but it is rare that the offer of a senior discount ever comes to the surface. It must be asked for, and in my senior moments I always forget to ask until after it's too late.
So the title of this post is "It Finally Happened" and here is what happened causing this post. A short while ago we were just about to ride our horses down the road when three young women drove by and stopped and turned around. They were asking about horse boarding facilities in the area and we directed them to one just down the road from us. We began our ride, and then we stopped by this boarding facility to see if anyone wanted to join us for a ride. By the time we got there the three young women were leaving and we asked the owner of the facility if the three had a good visit. The owner said,"Oh.it was you who referred them to me...They said that an elderly couple down the road had referred them." It is now official, we have now been declared elderly. I guess I deserve a nap...
posted by The Guy Who Writes This at 11:48 AM
12 Comments:
This whole idea of a senior discount has always pissed Mrs. Gearhead & I off.
You know when we we needed a discount?
We needed a discount when we were renting a house, making car payments and pushing toddlers / babies through Kmart, clipping cupons pinching pennies.
Now here we are ROLLING IN THE DOUGH and we are somehow entitled to a discount???
Why?!!!
Almost all of the truly elderly people that we know have money coming out of their ears.
Give the discount to the honest to God young families!!!
The elderly that you know are children of the depresssion. They knew how to save and were able to save in the post-war economy. As for the boomers, that economy went to shit in the Post GW Bush economy.
So how do you feel about military discounts and how about we extend that to Peace Corps veterans?
Guy wrote:" As for the boomers, that economy went to shit in the Post GW Bush economy."
I disagree.
We moved onto our property 26 years ago.
We had a neighbor that had bought their place for $175,000.00 right before us.
3 years ago he got hurt and the bank foreclosed on his house.
He owed $600,000.00 on it!!!
He bought a house for 175, lived there 23 years and owed 600????
That is not GWB fault.
That is the self absorbed, spoiled rotten, me me me, boomer mentality.
Oh, I forgot to mention his brand new corvette, his $60,000.00 horse trailer, a brand new 3/4 ton FWD pickup every year.....
"Look at me! Look at me!!"
Yeah; like some hard working little coffee shop owner owes him a senior discount.
Depression babies save. Boomers spend. Good thing you were raised by your uncle Norm who made you live through the depression as he created it.
As funny as your comment is, Guy, it is actually true!
Norm wasn't going to raise any sissies...
Elderly couple. Classic.
I really have no qualms about becoming an 'oldster'. We've moved to Michigan since the last time I commented I believe, and the respect for elders here is amazing compared to the PNW. TEENAGERS look you in the eye, call you Ma'm and Sir, make very good small talk, are so respectful. Many parents here still know what they're doing when it comes to raising kids. I like the everyday-of-the-week 20% discount at a local DAV thrift store I browse thru a lot. Senior Discounts are offered in restaurants and lots of other places right up front. I dunno if I'll ever get used to the younger people here calling me "dear" and "hon" but it's a small price to pay for having young people who still realize we're worth talking to.
Kris, it's been ages since I heard from you. For me, rather than moving to the cold/hot mid west I just do without interacting with people in general. Nice to hear from you.
Yeah, I'm an extroverted introvert/introverted extrovert, depending on the day and the season, ha! The older I get...62 now...the less need I feel for interaction with people. But life is so cram-packed since we moved here to the Detroit area I can only grab quiet time here and there and boy, do I savor it when I get some. My blog is still around but my desire to add to it seems to come in spurts, and I can't seem to find time to read any anymore. How strange, the way the popularity of things come and go in the cyberspace sphere. But I'm attempting to write a book so I put my writing efforts into that. I keep in touch with people more on Facebook than anywhere else. Life is good...life is busy...life goes on.
Well, you are kind of an old fart.
Kind of? Total definition of one...
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