26 Jul 2009 :: Irritated
Earlier this week I was at FFLC, working with one of the kids that volunteers there regularly was getting some quality time with me and eventually he took a stab at my age and decided on twenty-two or twenty-three. On to today.
I went by the grocery store nearest my parent's house in quest of a cigar, as it has a little alcohol shop inside it. I picked out a cigar and went to pay and he wanted an ID. Considering my age and the fact that it was a cigar, I didn't think it would have been even a mild problem, so I walked out rather upset that a douchebag with a popped collar blocked my cigar purchase based on the principle that I might not be 21. |
