About a month before my 21st birthday, we tried to attend a birthday party that we thought was at a restaurant. I looked it up beforehand just to make sure that it would be a family-friendly environment and it looked fine. We showed up and it turned out that it was a bar. And they were ID'ing. I thought it was funny that Alex could have gone in just fine but I, a lowly 20 year old, was turned away. Sam stayed and Alex and I went home.
Well just last week at the grocery store, I bought a lighter (I have not taken up smoking). The cashier kind of laughed because the computer kept beeping at him to ask me for my ID and he considered it a ridiculous product to ID for. When he told me he needed my ID, I was so happy and gladly showed it to him. I looked at Sam and we were both grinning, knowing what a monumental moment it was. I almost took a picture with the cashier but I decided he had been sufficiently attacked after my minute of rambunctious celebrating over the occasion.
haha.
ReplyDeleteI have yet to use my ID for that.
Once i was excited to use it, when we went to Dave and Busters, but they didn't ask for it.
welcome, emily, welcome. the waters fine
ReplyDeleteHahaha, that's hilarious.
ReplyDeleteOne time I invited a bunch of the people in my masters program to go out. They totally chose a brewery to go to and I freaked because I was only 20. Here I was organizing it and the fact that I was 10-40 years (seriously, Don 65) younger than everyone was about to become common knowledge. Thankfully, it was a restaurant :)
ReplyDeleteYou definitely weren't the only one. Welcome to adulthood all the same.