Has ID, Still No Idea, Part 3

I’m a cashier in a supermarket. The age requirement to purchase alcohol in France is eighteen years old. A young man comes to my register with two bottles: whisky and vodka. He definitely looks like a teenager.

Me: “I’ll need your ID, please.”

Customer: “I don’t have my [National ID Card].”

Me: “Without ID, I can’t sell you alcohol.”

Customer: “I have my [Social Security ID].”

Me: “Okay, let me see that.”

I don’t know how it works in other countries, but in France, the Social Security ID has a picture and a number, which, if you know how to read it, gives you the month and year of birth of the person. I know how to read that. I verified the picture and it took me only a few seconds to see that the teenage-looking-customer was an actual teenager, not quite seventeen years old. I said so to him and put the alcohol away.

From the face of the kid, I don’t think he knew you can find the age of a person from their [Social Security ID], but this made my day.

Related:
Has ID, Still No Idea, Part 2
Has ID, Still No Idea