why the hell would you have to have ID for ice?
was it made out of vodka or something?

Earlier this week I had an old lady cashier at the grocery store who was squinting at me, trying to figure out if I needed to be carded or not for buying beer. I finally showed her my driver's license and then had to convince her of my real birth year.

This wouldn't be a big deal, except that I'm 44 years old. I don't remotely look like I'm in my 20s. Except to sixty-something old biddies, apparently.
( Shiksa, Fri 26 Jun 2009, 5:28, archived)