I got carded last night buying smokes. Usually, I consider it a compliment, but I lost my drivers license last weekend. Not like, had it taken away, but misplaced it somewhere, so I’ve been (cautiously) driving without it. I felt really self concious as I’m fumbling through my wallet, desperately pulling ID out and scattering it all over the counter, trying to find some ID that will prove my age. I’m like “Oops, no, that’s my son’s birth certificate. Nope, that’s my oldest daughter’s health care card. Oh, no, that’s other son’s card…”. They finally let me off with one piece of ID with a name and picture (and no birthdate) and a piece of ID with a name and birthdate (and no picture).
How embarrassing. I wonder what the people in line behind me were thinking!
Oh, and for the record, I’m 29, look like it, and have four kids. I NEVER get ID’d when I’m towing all of them along, and they’re all calling me mommy. The cashier didn’t look a day over 18.