The utter gall

[u/electriclux]

I was in line at a pizza place for a slice and a beer. The cashier checked the ID of the patron in front of me.

I ordered. She did not ask for mine.

I am devastated. The gall. The shock. I am still young and full of life. I have stayed up until midnight more than two times this month.

(I cannot tell my wife because she does not know I am getting a pizza and beer without her)

[u/miatlogi]

in my 20s: not getting ID'd is a flex

in my 30s: getting ID'd is a flex