Age is like a panther... silent and deadly.
A year or two ago, cashiers started asking me if I want the Senior Discount. I huffed and I puffed and I blew their houses down. Denial was my friend.
Today, a cashier gave me the Senior Discount -- without asking! She acted as if there was simply no question that I'm old. No need to ask for ID or permission.
Do you worry about your age?
Oh, and it gets better. A local cemetery has started mailing me ads with the motto: "Let's Face It Now." My response -- "Let's Not!"