Well Aged Wine

| Related | August 28, 2013

(My mother has aged very well, and is often mistaken for my sister rather than my mother. We are checking out at a supermarket, and there is a bottle of wine in our purchase.)

Cashier: “Can I see your ID for the wine, miss?”

Mom: “Hold on a second…”

(My mom digs around in her wallet but can’t find her ID.)

Me: “Do you want me to get it?”

Mom: “It must be in here somewhere!”

(I see the cashier looking suspicious, so I turn to talk to him.)

Me: “Sorry, she can be so stubborn. Mom, will you just let me get the wine?”

Mom: “Fine!”

Cashier: “Wait… you’re her daughter?”

Me: “Yeah…”

Cashier: “I’m not going to bother ringing it up separate; just show me your ID. If you’re old enough to drink then she sure as h*** is!”

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