The other night I was out getting some drinks and I got carded, like legitimately and I have to say it made me feel like I was 21 all over again.
The bartender asked me for I.D. and I thought he was fucking with me so I said, “Are you fucking with me?” To which he responded, “No.”
Well I had left my purse at the table so I did what any person who is old and has been carded does, I skipped over to the table and back to the bar.
I told the bartender, “You’ve made a very old lady very happy.”
He looked at my license and said, “You’re not that old.”
I said, “That’s what people say to make old people feel better.”
He then stamped my hand to show that I was indeed of drinking age.
The people I was with were like, “Why do you have a stamp?”
I said, “You old ass, tired mother fuckers just don’t get it.”
I swear to God, I should’ve been blown this bartender, he deserved it.