Spare me my senior citizen discount

Give it to someone who really needs it - not me

The store employee rang up my purchases, and spoke, eyeing my snow-white hair. 

“Are you a senior citizen?”she asked, hand poised over the cash register buttons.  

It wasn’t a trick question, but I had to pause for a minute and think.  One issue is that I’ve been getting senior discounts off and on since I was 40. The savings were involuntary. My then-pre…