I got my driver’s license later than most people. I spent four years in boarding school and then went to college, where I lived in the dorm. Our summers at home were always busy, and I suppose I wasn’t in a very big hurry since I didn’t have a vehicle or much opportunity to drive one. My license finally arrived just a few days before my 21st birthday with UNDER 21 in big red letters across the thing. I wouldn’t need to renew my license for eight years, so, yep, I carried it that way until I was 29!
I did get carded once. I was trying to purchase sparkling grape juice at Wal-Mart. The cashier said she needed to view my license. “But this isn’t alcohol I insisted. Look, it says right here ‘non-alcoholic.’” She would not waver. Clearly, I was either going to have to request a manager or produce my license. Rolling my eyes, I handed her my card.
On the other hand, it may have been faster had I requested the manager “Uh-huh!” she spoke triumphantly as she spied the huge “UNDER 21” letters. It took her a while to find my birthday!
Recently someone asked to see my license, and again it was at a Wal-Mart. I don’t remember what I was buying, but this time I happily produced my card, thinking to myself what a compliment it was. I said something perky to the cashier, who responded, “Well, we have to card anyone under forty!” Way to burst my bubble, lady! I thought it was hilarious, but the fun was completely lost on the poor cashier.
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