Sunday, September 28, 2003

Young at heart.

Apparently someone heard me griping about feeling old. I got carded at the store today. Which isn't unusual had I been buying something normal, say alcohol. But I wasn't. I was buying a movie. An R rated movie. The cash register prompted her (I didn't know they did that), and the cashier lady asked me if I was over 17 and if so if I had ID. I was a little stunned. I'm not sure if I'm happy that she carded me, or embarrassed over the fact that I'm still being carded for R rated movies. Guess I can't have it both ways.