As she scanned the two bottles of $2.97 wine I was buying, the cash register LED flashed, “Customer Under 40?”. The young clerk looked at me. “When’s your birthday?” she asked.
“April of 1981,” I said. She nodded and continued scanning my groceries. “I can give you ID if you want,” I added.
She said, “No, that’s fine.”
A beat later I ventured, “I’m sure glad I look like I’m under 40 years old!” and laughed.
“Yeah.” The clerk laughed too, then smiled uncertainly. She said, “Are you under 40?”
Apparently it’s been a loooooong week.
goodbadandugly2
sad story…that doesn’t sound good…..people are always carding me………
Anne
You’re buying $3 wine at Wal-Mart??? Molly, come hooooooome!
mollyschoemann
It’s clearly not making good on its promises to bring out my youthful qualities.
Adrianne
Wait — she had to ask you if you were under 40, after you’d told her you were born in ’81? Sounds like a long week for her, too.