I had my ID checked at the ball game the other night to buy a watered-down beer. OK, I’m used to this stupidity by now, checking the ID of obvious AARP members.
But this a-hole vendor insisted I take my license out of the plastic. He gave it a once over, made sure the hologram was there, and so on. Like I was getting on a f***ing airplane bound for Syria. (I will remind you that it became legal for me to buy alcoholic beverages 43 years ago.)
So I took the beer and gave it to a teenager in the crowd.
I think it’s something about ABQ. I was carded at Gardunos a couple of weeks ago. I’m younger than you but I don’t look 21 either. Maybe he was asking for your ID to see if he should give you a senior discount.
Everybody wants to be a cop. The reason police ask you to take your license out of the your wallet is that they take the license back to the car to check you out and don’t want to be accused of stealing anything out of the wallet.
They used to card my ex-boyfriend, Rick, in ABQ all the time. I loved the man, but my best friend called him The Cryptkeeper for a reason. He was in his mid-50s at the time but looked 20-25 years older. Seriously.
I don’t know what it is about that town and carding. It’s embarrassing.
Becks Beer makes you enter your age to enter their web site.
They all do (check Guinness.com, Bacardi.com, SouthernComfort.com, etc.). Legally, they have to.
I was carded at Costco once and gave the cashier a puzzled look. He said “We have to card you even if you look 80.” A little old lady behind me in line (who indeed looked 80) said “I guess that includes me.” It’s the “zero tolerance” concept, which could very well be defined as “stupid is what stupid does.” It takes away all responsibility for logical thought and instills a blind obedience to authority.
I snorted, right out loud, when I got to, “gave it to a teenager in the crowd.”
Coffee… up my nose… snort.
Ha!
You so funny, kenosabe’!