He was appalled when the cashier called him old, but what followed was priceless.

Submitted by Larry S. from Springfield, Ohio.

$5.37! That’s what the kid behind the counter at Taco Bell said to me.

I dug into my pocket and pulled out some lint and two dimes, and something that used to be a Jolly Rancher. But having already handed the kid a five dollar bill, I started to head back out to the truck to grab some change. However, before I could get to the door, the kid with the Elmo hairdo said the worst thing anyone has ever said to me:

He said, “It’s ok, I’ll just give you the senior citizen discount.”

I turned to see “who” he was talking to and then heard the sound of change hitting the counter in front of me.

“Only $4.68” he said cheerfully.

I must tell you that I stood there stupefied. I am 56, not even “60” yet!! Why, I’m still a young “whipper-snapper!” A Senior citizen? No way! So I took my burrito and walked out to the truck wondering, what was wrong with Elmo. Was he blind?

Now I’ve gotta’ tell you that as I sat in the truck, my blood began to boil. Old? Not me! And my feeling began to simmer; I’ll show him, I thought. And out of my truck I climbed, and I opened the door to that Taco Bell, and headed straight back inside. I want you to know that strode directly up to the counter. And would you know, there he was, waiting with a smile.

Before could say a word, he held up something and jingled it in front of me, like I could be that easily distracted! And I thought, “What am I now, a toddler?”

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