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NDIS!
After retiring, I went to the Centrelink office to apply for a pension.
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 age pension application.
When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Centrelink office.
She said, 'You should have dropped your pants at the N.D.I.S counter.
You might have gotten disability too.'
And then the fight started...
