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'