Oh, Walmart.
On my errand-running trip this morning, I went to Wal-Mart. Clearly, not the best idea to begin with, it being Saturday and a week before Christmas. So I purchased a few random items, one of them being "The Hangover". I didn't take my purse in because I find it more of a hindrance than anything, so I just carried my card with me. When I went to check out, the lady behind the counter had a full-out beard - which is concerning - but not the point. When she rang up the movie, she asked me for my ID, and I replied by staring at her curiously. Because, let's face it; I at LEAST look older than 17. This lady was relentless, so I had to go all the way back out to my car and get my ID to prove to her that I was, in fact over 17, not to mention married and done with school. I then bought the movie and got the heck out of there. The end.
It happens to the best of us. I get confused for a student at least once whenever I work. And I am generally working at an elementary school. I'm ten, you're barely seventeen. As the older, wise sister, I will tell you that you will enjoy looking young one of these days. I have come to peace with it.
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ReplyDeletehaha...Definitely! THANKS for making a blog!! Any detail that you might think is boring, I will definitely think is interesting!!
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