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
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."