I bought a bottle of wine today, and the clerk asked for my ID.
I laughed because it’s been quite a long time since I’ve been carded. Then I asked if she cards everyone.
She said she asks for ID from anyone who looks under forty-five.
I was born in 1961.
Let me do the math for you: I’m fifty-four.
Not an exciting event for you, perhaps, but it was for me.
This is my Mom. She’s eighty-four. Perhaps I take after her.
Reading, Writing, Ranting and Raving 
I can’t believe you got carded. Good for you! I always get asked if I want the senior discount….mom and I can get it together… Sigh*
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I know. It was definitely *unexpected*.
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And I certainly hope you take advantage of any senior discount you’re offered! I would.
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