And Then the Fight Started...

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 later.

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.'

And then the fight started...

dasmuggler dasmuggler
36-40, M
2 Responses Feb 25, 2009


Total or partial disability? hahahahaaaaaaaaaaa