No Underage Understanding

(My boyfriend and I are at a big chain restaurant. This occurs a few days before my 22nd birthday.)

Boyfriend: “I’ll have the lemon drop martini.”

Me: “That sounds good. I’ll have the same thing.”

Waiter: “Great. I’m going to need to see some ID though.”

(My boyfriend hands him his ID and the waiter looks it over and hands it back. I hand him mine and he looks at it.)

Waiter: “Um… you’re only a few days away from your birthday, so I guess I can let it slide this time.”

Me: “Um… look at the year again. I’ll be 22 in a few days.”

Waiter: “Oh, yeah! You’re all good!” *hands ID back and walks away*

Boyfriend: “Did he just admit that he would serve someone underage?”