“May I see your ID, Ma’am?”

Kee-reist! “Thank you for asking,” said the old crotchedy kayak woman to the friendly, perky young clerk at Cost Plus. I was buying whine and she looked like she was about 15 but she must’ve been 18 or over or she wouldn’t’ve been able to check me out. And she has probably been told by her management to CHECK EVERYBODY!!! Of course, I was cheerful about handing over my driver’s license. Birthdate 1954. Over 21 since almost forever. Youngest child 21 since last April. Hey, we can send Mouse out to buy booze, we said, and laughed about that, and we did ask, and she complied. On her bicycle, no less. So, I was asked for my driver’s license today, buying whine for Thanksgiving at Dogmomster’s and for throughout the holiday season. I am 54. I have thick bushy blonde/gray hair. It is uncolored. My hair is longer than I would like it but I need my Mouse to cut it for me. I am not as thin as I would like to be and I have never been very flexible (i.e., I could *never* put my legs behind my head like UKW did when we were kids). But I am strong and I have a lot of stamina and I move fast and usually not too klutzily. Usually being the operative word. I don’t have a whole lotta wrinkles (er, check back with me when I meet my bathroom mirror tomorrow morning). Arthritis? No.

It’s been a long time since I have been carded and I know the kid that carded me has probably been told to card everyone who looks like they might be under 70 or something like that. I don’t care. Thanks, kiddo!

4 Responses to ““May I see your ID, Ma’am?””

  1. Pooh Says:

    What is the picture? A Barbie Doll Black Friday “Open the Store Doors, Already!” diorama, perhaps?

  2. kayak woman Says:

    Yeah, honestly, I think it *is* Barbies. It was in somebody’s window on my early morning walking route yesterday. At 6:15 or so. Really surreal. I have no idea what it means and, this morning, that house was dark, as it usually is at that time of the morning.

  3. grandmothertrucker Says:

    By the looks of this window, somebody lives in the Estrogen Ocean.

  4. Fran Says:

    Aha! Yesterday when I was making sure that I had all the necessary products in case I wanted to offer someone a drink, I was shuffling through my billfold to get the money sorted out when the clerk said “what year were you born?” I totally didn’t understand why she could need to know that………….. WHAT? ……………….?

    She repeated and then started to laugh. Apparently there was a governmental note passed around to all sellers to be sure to check on age!