pouring a cup of coffee from my $1.69 "bottomless cup," i scanned the menu. everything came with pancakes. EVERYTHING. so i looked at the senior menu: gotta be 55 or older to order, and i really wanted just two eggs, sausages, hashbrowns and toast. i dug out my usa cycling license, verifying that this year i would be 55, and therefore, "eligible" to order from the menu, as long as the waitress didn't look too closely at the license.
she didn't even question me; she just took my order.
i've been 50 nearly five years, and i STILL don't accept it.
this is not pretty, folks.