I just remembered a funny story that happened to me last weekend. Well, funny/sad.
I had to work in San Diego so Russ came along so he could surf while I brought home the bacon.
We were walking around the Gas Lamp district looking for somewhere to eat.
We came across a bar that supposedly had amazing burgers, but mostly they had a lot of TVs and the NCAA championship game was on.
I know purses are fashionable and yaddy yadda, but the truth is, I think its annoying to carry a purse no matter how cute it is.
When I fly, I literally wear a back pack every time so I can shove my purse inside of it (along with candy and People magazine of course).
So of course I dont have my purse, which means I dont have ID.
To get into a bar, you of course need ID.
There was a big guy out front checking peoples ID before they came in.
We walk up and I told him I didnt have an ID, but that we werent going to be drinking, we just wanted to grab a burger and watch the game.
He looked at me like I was an idiot so I felt the need to further explain.
I told him we were going to be drinking water, eating a burger, and I swear I was 27 years old. He asked me what year I graduated high school, what year I was born etc..
After answering all of his questions as quickly as I could to prove myself, he says " Yeah, I knew you werent 21. I could tell by your crows feet".
Oweee, oweeee ouch!
I didnt feel at all bad when Russ made a scene and accidentally spilled his water "on the rocks" all over the floor.