i got carded at the movies yesterday. carded!
i stepped up to the window and tried to buy a ticket for mystic river. the cashier looked at me and said "i need to see your license." incredible. "my driver's license??" she nodded. in a tone of annoyance and disbelief i said, "it's back in my car... and i'm twenty-eight years old." at this i heard a snicker from somewhere behind. she quickly relented and let me pay.
i have never been carded at the theatre, not even when i was a minor. i'm sure i should be flattered that the cashier figured me for under 17, but somehow i'm not.
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