After going to the beach for the second time today B and I went to the store to get some crablegs and beer. While at the checkout counter the cashier asked for my ID. I said "sure" and gave it to her. She quickly glanced at it and then said, "Woooooow! 1977? Woooooow!" I looked at B and started laughing and said, "Yep, it's official. We're old." I actually take it as a compliment because I know I look younger than I am, so "Thanks to you Kroger teen! You just made my day!"
Ha.
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I, at the ripe age of 35, love to be carded now. And the comments... yes, the "You don't look 35"s. though I know for damn sure don't look 20. LOL!
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