Really?? Thank you very much!

We hosted a big family picnic a couple of weeks ago.  I had a lot of grocery shopping to do, and among the many items I purchased were two six packs of local beer.  As the cashier came to those two items, she stopped, looked at me, and asked me for my ID.

Really?  I’m pushing the half century mark and have been “legal” for longer than I haven’t.

For about a half second I was insulted.  As I handed her my driver’s license I silently thanked God for my marvelous genes and the cashier’s poor eyesight!

AMDG