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Jan. 12th, 2006 06:46 amget carded (asked for i.d.) when you sit down at the bar. Okay, so the rule in this state is "if you look x, we will ask for i.d." but as someone almost a decade past x, I'll take the compliment. :-)
(it was also gratifying to see the bartender's expression change rather drastically when she saw my DoB. Heh. Her quote: "I'll have some of whatever you're drinking!")
(it was also gratifying to see the bartender's expression change rather drastically when she saw my DoB. Heh. Her quote: "I'll have some of whatever you're drinking!")
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Date: 2006-01-12 05:32 pm (UTC)Although my pleasure at being carded the last time was perhaps just a touch mitigated by the young waitress's utter amazement when she discovered my age: "Wow!" her jaw dropping and everything, "You look really really good!" Because when you're 33, you see, you're *supposed* to look decrepit. Because (apparently) you're *that* old.
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Date: 2006-01-13 04:27 am (UTC)*cough* Riiiiight. Said she who is 38+.
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