i got carded today. genuine real-deal bonafide carded. at the grocery story. for a bottle of wine. she asked for my ID at the very end of the transaction and i thought it was for my card.
"really?" i asked. "my id?" cuz if you have a store card they already have your identification.
"for the wine," she said and my tone totally changed cuz this was no pity carding. no sympathy carding. she was really asking and really asking me to pull out that damn id already.
i think i hopped in place a couple of times cuz i was so excited as i fished out my drivers license.
"oh!" she said when she saw my year of birth, but i did not care.
igotcarded igotcarded igotcarded igotcarded.
the thing is is, i know i don't look 21. but they gotta card you if you look under 30 and baby thatisgoodenoughforme!
the other thing is is, i actually dolook over thirty. however, i think my personality is hovering somewhere over age five (or is it fourteen) and that aura can confuse checkers.
and lemme tell you, i love every last confused one of them. dearly. with passion.
Sunday, November 13, 2005
dilo june 2005: short skirt and a looooooong jacket
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