I went to one of the largest department stores in the center of Zagreb to buy some nuts. I got what I wanted and joined the line at one of the cashiers. A woman in her fifties was behind the cash register. When my turn came, she looked up at me. “Retired?” she asked somewhat rudely. “I am,” I replied and gave her a banknote that would cover the nuts I was buying. “But why do you ask?” Without a word, she gave me the difference back together with the bill. “Discount,” she muttered at last and turned to the next customer. When I looked at the bill, I saw that I got a ten percent discount. Disgruntled, I left the store without a word. Ten percent?! What in the world is going on? Is the department store trying to belittle retired people, and by exactly ten percent?