...I was asked for ID! 

I was in buying a loaf of bread, a wee bar of chocolate and a couple of beers (Erdinger) for tonight. The lady at the checkout (in her 40's I guess), puts the beer through, it does the beep (does the customer look under 25? then ask for ID beep). She looks at me and asks me for ID!
You should have seen the look on her face when I said I was 37! She looked like she wanted to sink into her chair!
Actually, I said well done to her on asking, as it can sometimes be difficult to tell, and better safe than sorry. Still, it was a major misjudgement!
It's not the first time my age has been questioned. My wife hates it, as no-one ever does the same to her!


I was in buying a loaf of bread, a wee bar of chocolate and a couple of beers (Erdinger) for tonight. The lady at the checkout (in her 40's I guess), puts the beer through, it does the beep (does the customer look under 25? then ask for ID beep). She looks at me and asks me for ID!

You should have seen the look on her face when I said I was 37! She looked like she wanted to sink into her chair!
Actually, I said well done to her on asking, as it can sometimes be difficult to tell, and better safe than sorry. Still, it was a major misjudgement!
It's not the first time my age has been questioned. My wife hates it, as no-one ever does the same to her!
