The Stupid Boy

March 7, 2007 - Wednesday

The Stupid Boy I make no bones about telling me age. It's 46 and for better or worse it just is. I don't have a problem with the fact that I look 46. I won't be mistaken for a 30 year old and that's ok. I did not think that I'd be mistaken for a senior citizen but that's exactly what happened to me. I'm in the checkout line at Kroger and when the young man swipes the Kroger card he asks if I'll be using a "Senior's Discount" today. I said "no honey I'm not senior citizen, I must just be having a bad day". There's an audible gasp from the two men standing behind me and they actually took a step back in anticipation of the ass whooping I was surely going to put on this young man. No one wanted to get caught in the Kung Foo like crossfire they were sure was going to ensue. This inbred, slacked jawed, mouth breathing young man didn't even understand what he had done. He sort of shrugged his shoulders and began scanning the groceries There is a point to this rant, and it's not my being insulted. I'm not. I don't walk the floor at night wondering what people think of me and praying they'll think I'm "cute". What concerned me about this entire incident is the blatant stupidity of some people. (He'll clearly never do well with women). I realize he's being raised by out of work pulp wood workers. I can also appreciate that had his mother been able to outrun her brother he'd have never been born but……oh, I digress. This is my time proven advice. When in doubt –lie. Lie like you've never lied before. Lie like you're Bill Clinton under oath. If I mention to you that I'll be using my Senior discount, please have the decency to look shocked. Beg to see my I.D. and then swear it's a fake.