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 seemed to have left my wallet at home.

"I will have to go home and come back later."

The woman says, "Unbutton your shirt."

So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver chest hair.

She says, "That silver hair is proof enough for me," and she processed my Social Security application.

When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience.

She said, "You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too."