I am so grateful for the things,
that God has given to me.
My sweet young girls,
My doting spouse,
The oceans and the sea,
But I sure would appreciate
If you'd ask for my ID.
I know I'm buying beer today,
you scanned the 6-pack with glee.
There are Pop Tarts,
and Go Gurt too,
more than just for me,
But for heaven's sake,
you could ask for some ID.
I still can party long and hard,
and stay out until 3.
I know I'm tired,
and I look expired,
and I'm fooling nobody,
But let's just joke around a bit
AND ASK FOR MY ID!!!!!!!!
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I'm sorry miss, if you're going to buy the beer, I'll need to see your ID.
There? Is that better?
I'm totally there with you doll. Just before returning to work after the birth of Sweet Pea, I was carded at the bar of a Chinese Restaurant -- I was 35 at the time.
Six months later, Hubby and I are sitting in a restaurant. The "boy" who was waiting on us asked for my ID when I ordered a fruity rum drink. THEN, in the next breath the boy says "Naw, I'm just kidding." I swear, if I didn't think Hubby would have stopped me, I would have beaten that sassy, smart-alecky whippersnapper soundly with my cane.
I meant to say the lady who carded me at the Chinese Restaurant made my whole day. :) I wanted to hug her.
I am so addicted to reading about others lives too. And I have to comment about your lovely poem. I am a mother of a 2 year old and probably look very raggedy most of the time. Yesterday though, I was at our local Stop and Shop, and I was buying beer with all of our other groceries, and I don't know what made my cashier do it, but she said, "Young lady, I'll have to see some I.D." Even if she was joking, she still looked at it, and this made me happy. I'm turning 38 next week and I still feel like I'm in my 20's.(I don't look like I'm 20 though)
Thanks Kelli, I needed that!
It is the nicest thing though, getting carded. And I remember when I thought it was SUCH a pain in the ass! Sigh, miss those days!!
Next time, you can just put that kid in a headlock and force him to listen to a story about when you was a kid!
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