Today was nice, I had the day off from work- though I did have someone call trying to push their hours on me. I ended up taking a trip to the ABC store and getting few things. Our conversation went as follows:
Me: I’d like to get these…
Clerk: Okay bangs, I am going to need some proof that you are legal.
I hand him my driver’s license and he looks at it for a moment.
Clerk: Well, I was sure you were underage. Sixteen.
Me: Uh, thanks?
Mind you it was about 11 on a school day. Not to mention I drove up, all on my own, and was paying with a credit card. I realize I do look young, but 16?! Of course then I go to the grocery store and pick up some more Seagram’s Fuzzy Navels and the girl doesn’t even ask for my ID. Go figure.
On a different note, the male mind confuses me. All in the same conversation I am being told about how he has a lunch date on Saturday…and that he likes me and we’d make a good couple. And guys wonder why women don’t take them seriously. I do not know how to take someone seriously that is like that. Though I have been out of the dating scene for a while.
