I guess I always knew this moment would happen. And I was grateful that my wonderful daughter, Adrienne, was there to support me in what could have been an emotionally devastating time.
The moment unfolded as Adrienne and I entered the Marcus Cinema to see the final movie in the Harry Potter series. (I’m not disappointed it is the LAST movie.)
The ticket line was long, but there are a couple kiosks that take a credit card and one was available. I approached the kiosk innocently, inserted my credit card and the screen showed three options:
- Adult: $8
- Student: $4
- Senior: $4
I was about to order two adult tickets (Adrienne is 20) when I noticed the line under the senior citizen option that read “Those age 60 and over.”
It hit me hard. I recently had a birthday, my 60th birthday. At least in the eyes of Marcus Cinema, I was a senior citizen.
For just a moment, I hesitated, my finger trembling a bit. I don’t feel “senior,” so maybe I should just get the regular adult ticket.
But for $4 I pushed senior citizen. Being old felt, well, economical.
I am a member of the local university gym. They offer special rates for 55+. I must confess it took me a while to swallow my pride and ask for that special rate.
I had noticed you had changed your picture for one on which you look younger…now I know why. I offer you belated wishes for your birthday.
An important clarification — I did recently change my photo — to one that is 8 years more current than the one it replaced.
That means you age gracefully
Francois….I hope you are right, but I sure don’t feel graceful!