Carded

In the grocery store having just paid, and as I was picking up my groceries to leave, I heard the cashier say to the person behind me, “I’m going to need to see ID for that wine, ma’am.” I looked back to see a bemused elderly woman stammer, “but I’m 95 years old!”

I reflected for a moment on MA alcohol laws, and how great it was that this woman was still doing her own shopping at 95. Then I hightailed it out of there so I wouldn’t get stuck behind her on the road.

:-)