09 April 2009

Twenty-nine, Going On 19.

Last week after doing some bottle redemption at Yankee Spirits up in Massachusetts (which touts itself as the largest liquor store in New England) my father wanted to get some Coors for the house and camping. I carried one 12-pack, he carried another. Getting to the checkout, the woman looked at me and with an eyebrow raised, demanded my ID, even though I wasn't buying the beer --- just lugging it.

My father said jokingly he's known me all my life and that I'm 28. The woman didn't relent. Fished out my wallet and presented my driver's license. I guess this might be a new requirement to prevent of-age purchasers from supplying alcohol to those under 21 years old. The signs in liquor stores say the law is that retailers must card anyone who looks under age 27. You'd think that anyone doing this wouldn't be dumb enough to do their transaction in-store, but then again.... Almost the same thing happened about a year ago at the same store and the woman at the time said, "You look like you're about 19, and I'm pretty good with guessing ages."

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