December 21, 2002
Two years ago when I went to the liquor store on my birthday, the guy sitting by the door carded me, somewhat hesitantly, but he carded me nonetheless. Last year on my birthday, the guy stopped Him, who was ahead of me, so while he was being carded, I pulled out my identification. When I approached the liquor store guy with my identification out he shook his head, "no, no, I don't need to see yours." This year on my birthday, the guy looked up once and paid no more attention to me. Finally, at 37 I officially look 21.