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Had lunch with a friend over there, and since I was on holiday I thought I'd have a drink first. Hmmm, Margarita sounded nice. There were all sorts of flavours (sorry flavors :) to choose from...one of the perks of visiting the land of plenty :).
So ordered one with banana-strawberry, and guess what...I got ID'd!! They asked me for my ID! At first I was quite puzzled as to why, since I'm not exactly a teenager anymore. And the age for being allowed a drink in Texas is 21. But hey, I was flattered. Immensely :)
Until I was told they are required to ID anybody who looks younger than 40!!
As to why is anybody's guess...surely no 40-year-old looks 21?? I thought it was only in Hollywood they do the facelift thing. But never mind. Now I can say I got ID'd in America :)
So ordered one with banana-strawberry, and guess what...I got ID'd!! They asked me for my ID! At first I was quite puzzled as to why, since I'm not exactly a teenager anymore. And the age for being allowed a drink in Texas is 21. But hey, I was flattered. Immensely :)
Until I was told they are required to ID anybody who looks younger than 40!!
As to why is anybody's guess...surely no 40-year-old looks 21?? I thought it was only in Hollywood they do the facelift thing. But never mind. Now I can say I got ID'd in America :)
2 Comments:
At 11:57 AM, Anonymous said…
fat smile. they are stupid, of course. but this way around we like it, somehow :-)
smiling teacher
At 4:15 PM, Annika said…
Flattery will get you almost anywhere :)
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