Friday, March 14, 2008

can a girl get a beer and some soap for her mouth?

The other day was a pretty long one and I just wanted to go home, get in my pajamas, and enjoy a glass of wine. I stopped by a local grocery store and then realized that wine isn't sold at grocery stores here, only at liquor stores, so I opted to buy a 6-pack of Heineken. When I got to the register, I wasn't sure if the person was a man or a woman. She/he asked me for my ID in order to purchase the 6-pack (it was at this point in time that I decided I was speaking to a woman) and I went to reach for my ID. I quickly noticed that I did not have my ID because I had just turned it in to the DMV earlier that week to get a New York state license (in NY licenses aren't instantly generated; they are sent to you in the mail so I had a receipt in place of a license). I pulled out my "temporary" license and asked the "woman" while searching for my date of birth if she knew if birth dates were on temporary licenses. A teenager one register over turned around and assured me that it was. 

By this point, the clerk had a skeptical look on her face and was in the midst of calling her manager over. I found my birth date on my temporary license and yipped with glee. Everyone in the store was now looking at me. The manager took one look at my temporary license and told me he would not allow me to buy beer unless I had a photo ID to back up my identity. I rummaged through my huge purse and found an expired North Carolina license from a few years ago. I couldn't believe it. I had found ID and was actually allowed to buy the beer.

On the way out of the store, still flustered, I went to switch hands with the bags I was carrying because they were heavy. I was right in front of a packed restaurant that had thin glass windows as its entire front. A few clanks was all it took for me to notice that my beer quickly hit the ground. Within a split second the word s##t projected itself out of my mouth - right in front of the restaurant full of people! Soaked in beer, I salvaged the bottles that I could and picked up the big glass pieces. I then went home, took my shoes off, and enjoyed a nice cold one. And then I enjoyed another just because I could. 

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