An ageless tale.
In companionable silence they sat side by side watching the evening news. The warmth of the fireplace made the night all the more cozy and peaceful. A simple night at home.
“Hey!” She suddenly spoke up. “After your birthday this weekend you can start using your Senior Citizen Discount.”
“Really?” He said turning in her direction.
“Sure, you’re going to be 55 on Saturday”
He looked at her and smiled. “How old am I going to be?”
“Really, Honey, I can’t believe you don’t know how old you’re going to be. I’m 53, and you’re two years older than me. So you’re going to be 55 and you can start asking for your discount.”
“Really, you’re 53?”
“Yes, dear. I was born in 1959, so I am. Oh wait; if I was born in 59, then I’m only 52! Great, I’ve been telling everybody I’m 53. Man, do I feel like an idiot. Okay, then I guess that makes you 54 on Saturday, and you’ll have to wait another year for your discount. Damn, I was looking forward to that discount. Oh, well we can use it next year.”
‘Okay”, He said with laughter in his voice. “Glad, we cleared that up.”
“Wait!” She yelled as she jumped up off the loveseat. “This is great. I just got a whole year younger.”
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