Barring A Customer, Part 1
I told her that I thought I remembered her, but better card her just in case. She said, “No problem,” handed me her ID and then said, “But I have a confession to make.”
“What’s that?” I said while examining her ID.
“Well, like, I hate to tell you this but I turned 21 last week.”
This took a second to sink in. I took a second look at her birth date and said, “So you used a fake ID last time you were in?”