So, I went to the grocery tonight for a few items, a couple of which were some “over 21″ drinks for Bald Man and me. It’s been an eon since I’ve bought any, so it wasn’t until I’d reached the check-out that I realized that I didn’t have my ID with me. Hmph. I was about to turn and put the drinks back when I realized that it’s been a while since I’ve actually been carded.
So, up to the checkout I went, and told the guy behind the cash register, “I forgot my ID, though I know I don’t exactly look 21 or under. Is that a problem?”
He looked up, spent about a millisecond studying my face, went back to his scanning and said, “No, you’re fine.” Well, then.
I think you’re hot. That punk at the checkout probably had to get a price check on the “TOR-TILLAS”
Well, that settles it then…/bats eyelashes
i’m jealous. i’m lucky they let me into r rated movies.
Does that mean you went driving without your driver’s license?
In any case, I’m going to report the checkout guide. Gimme details via email.
*checkout GUY
Head spinning with guide talk lately.
Jackie: Well, you should be jealous. It must be awful looking like you perpetually bathe in the fountain of youth.
Hsien: Yes, I was. You report me, and I’m telling them to check out your brownies!!!
You walk around looking like you are 15 all the time and then tell me how you like it. This is why I go out with younger guys. (yeah that’s it, cuz i look young)
I woke up with zits. I bet I couldn’t buy beer today cause they’re hiding my wrinkles…
Jack: It’s the cheeks. They’re just so darn adorable.
Kate: You crack me up! I’ll send some Clearasil you’re way…