I just got home from Whole Foods at Tenley Circle. They did the equivalent of a "5 Wow" service.
When I got carded on my 30th birthday, I was really flattered.
Then, as I grew into the "woman of a certain age" stage, it stopped happening.
Now that I'm beyond the "certain age' stuff, it happened, and I was stunned!
Today, when I got to the checkout with groceries and a couple of bottles of vino, the hunky kid manning the cash register said, "I need to see your ID."
"You're kidding, right?"
"Nope. If there's any doubt at all, we have to ask."
Ahhh! And he didn't even call me "ma'am"!
His mother raised him right!
