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So much for a rite of passage
Oct. 12th, 2007 11:52 amSo I tried to buy alcohol for the first time last night. It was supposed to be a present for my best friend's parents, since their birthdays are coming up. However, apparently there is a rule where you have to bring a non-expired license to get alcohol. Either that, or the guy thought I had a fake ID or something. *sighs* Just because I am 4-foot-10-inches does not mean I'm twelve, people.
I must say, I am intrigued by this rule about having a valid license on you before you can get alcohol. I mean, of course he couldn't trust my old license, which clearly has my photo and my birthday and even a helpful, "Age 21 on August 7, 2007" on it. Clearly having my photo and DOB on a legal document is totally not good enough to get alcohol. *rolls eyes* And I am intrigued by how people without licenses obtain alcohol, as well as immigrants who have just gotten into the country. Are they forced to use their passports?
...Also, am I allowed to drop out of school and just stay with my kitties forever?
Maggie has lost like half her weight since August, and the previous flea infestation seems to have rattled her so much that she's actually nibbling herself bald. Kitty! *wants to cuddle her* Of course, that hasn't stopped her from trying to claw my hand last night or sit on the keyboard and smirk evilly at me, so I suppose she's all right, heh.
I must say, I am intrigued by this rule about having a valid license on you before you can get alcohol. I mean, of course he couldn't trust my old license, which clearly has my photo and my birthday and even a helpful, "Age 21 on August 7, 2007" on it. Clearly having my photo and DOB on a legal document is totally not good enough to get alcohol. *rolls eyes* And I am intrigued by how people without licenses obtain alcohol, as well as immigrants who have just gotten into the country. Are they forced to use their passports?
...Also, am I allowed to drop out of school and just stay with my kitties forever?
Maggie has lost like half her weight since August, and the previous flea infestation seems to have rattled her so much that she's actually nibbling herself bald. Kitty! *wants to cuddle her* Of course, that hasn't stopped her from trying to claw my hand last night or sit on the keyboard and smirk evilly at me, so I suppose she's all right, heh.
