I Go-ot Card-ed!

Bought a bottle of rum at Jewel the other day. The kid at the cash register called for a "Twenty-one" because she wasn't old enough to ring me up. The manager on duty came over. She was about my age, maybe a bit older, and she asked to see my ID.

Now I was wearing my hair loose and I did have a college sweatshirt on, but since I've been legal to drink twice twenty-one and then some, I find it hard to believe that anyone would have difficulty ball-parking my age.

Maybe the manager was just trying to make my day. If so, she did!