GraceAbounds
Well-Known Member
> Subject: Social Security
> After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to
> apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter
> asked me for my driver's license to verify my age.
>
> I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at
> home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would
> have to go home and come back.
>
> The woman said, "Unbutton your shirt." So I opened my shirt
> revealing my curly silver hair.
>
> She said, "That silver hair on your chest is proof enough
> for me," and she processed my Social Security application.
>
> When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my
> experience at the Social Security office.
>
> She said, "You should have dropped your pants... you might
> have gotten disability, too."
:eek
> After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to
> apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter
> asked me for my driver's license to verify my age.
>
> I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at
> home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would
> have to go home and come back.
>
> The woman said, "Unbutton your shirt." So I opened my shirt
> revealing my curly silver hair.
>
> She said, "That silver hair on your chest is proof enough
> for me," and she processed my Social Security application.
>
> When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my
> experience at the Social Security office.
>
> She said, "You should have dropped your pants... you might
> have gotten disability, too."
:eek
