About old age

While shopping one day at a large department store, I picked out a shirt and was waiting at the counter to make the payment.  The clerk was busy talking on the phone…it was a personal conversation .  After waiting for what seemed longer than 5-7 minutes, I was getting impatient  and ready to walk away.  Suddenly I heard her say, “I’ll call you right back, I have to wait on a little old lady at the counter.”  Quickly glancing around, I thought ‘there is nobody else here, whom is she talking about’…and a chuckle escaped from my lips realizing that she was talking about me…