A Senior Moment

When buying tickets, I usually just give our ages. That’s ┬ámuch easier than trying to figure out who qualifies as a child and who doesn’t. Some places have 9 as the cut-off, others 10, and still others 12. I figure they know their ticket prices, well enough. Why not let them do the figuring.

The other day, as the boys and I were going to a movie.

“One 9-year old,” I said to the lady selling tickets, “One 11-year old, and one 120-year old.”

She chuckled.

“Do you have a senior discount?” my oldest chimed in.

While the ticket lady’s chuckles jumped to belly laughs, I shot him a glare.

“What?” he said to me. “You said you’re 120!”

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