|Dancing for Discounts|
Wednesday, June 01, 2011
I stopped by one of my local fast food restaurants today for lunch. I'll refrain from mentioning which one because I don't want anyone getting in trouble if the name were to show up in a Google Alert. Anyway, the 18 year old behind the counter gave me a senior citizen discount without me asking for it, which saved me 41 cents.
There's a part of me that is offended to be thought of as a "senior citizen." However, there is also a part of me that realizes that if this happens to me another 48 times then I basically get a free lap dance.