Post by jackdaw on Jan 11, 2011 19:18:25 GMT 1
Having reached the age of 65, Dai went to apply for Social Security in Carmarthen last week.
After waiting in line for a very long time, he finally got to the counter.
The woman there asked him for his driver's license to verify his age.
He looked in his pockets and realized, to his great dismay, that he had left his wallet on the kitchen worktop at home, so he told the lady that he was very sorry, but he seemed to have left his wallet at home.
"I'll have to go get it and come back later," he said.
At that point, she said, "Unbutton your shirt."
Dai was confused, but he opened his shirt, revealing lots of curly silver hair.
She said, "That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me," and, with that, she promptly processed his application.
When he got home, he couldn't wait to tell his wife about his experience at the Social Security office.
His wife listened to the whole story and then said,
"You should have dropped your pants Dai . . . you might have gotten disability, too."
;D
;D 
After waiting in line for a very long time, he finally got to the counter.
The woman there asked him for his driver's license to verify his age.
He looked in his pockets and realized, to his great dismay, that he had left his wallet on the kitchen worktop at home, so he told the lady that he was very sorry, but he seemed to have left his wallet at home.
"I'll have to go get it and come back later," he said.
At that point, she said, "Unbutton your shirt."
Dai was confused, but he opened his shirt, revealing lots of curly silver hair.
She said, "That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me," and, with that, she promptly processed his application.
When he got home, he couldn't wait to tell his wife about his experience at the Social Security office.
His wife listened to the whole story and then said,
"You should have dropped your pants Dai . . . you might have gotten disability, too."
;D
;D 
