My Father Would’ve Been Nicer About It

I am working at the checkout when a customer comes up with two bottles of wine. At first glance, I usually look a lot younger than I am because I’ve never been able to properly grow facial hair.

Me: “Can I see your ID, please?”

The customer hands over his ID.

Customer: *Scoffing* “I’m old enough to be your father!”

I check his ID and smirk.

Me: “You’re younger than me by five years less two days.”

I hand his ID back and process the sale

Me: “That’s [amount]. Will it be cash or card?”

He stared at me for a long time before blushing and literally slapping the reader with his card before I could press the option, so he had to do it over again. It was quite a rewarding — though awkward — minute to get through.