Mistaken For A Senior Citizen! - Poem by Mary Nagy
Ok, I normally keep my cool.
I rarely get THAT mad.
I wanted to knock her teeth out!
Oh yes, it was that bad!
I was innocently shopping.
Going about my day.
I was finished with the browsing
so I headed up to pay.
This nasty, mid-aged woman
looked me in the eye
and what she said made my mouth drop
and made me want to cry!
She asked if I ''get the discount''.
Of course I said ''I don't know,
how do you get this discount? ''
and then she said...''Oh, no.''
''Forget it, I'm sure you don't.''
I knew what she meant then...
this woman was asking me
if I was a... SENIOR CITIZEN! !
It takes alot to get me mad
and I never ever swear
but, let's just say I bit my tongue
as I left that day from there!
I told her she just ruined
what had been a decent day.
She gave a smirk and brushed me off
with little more to say.
Perhaps I don't look twenty...
this I will admit.
But, she was at least 60
and looked every day of it.
How rude to ask a woman
when she's only 34
if she's a senior citizen!
I won't shop there anymore! !
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