Got carded this evening. I just wanted a 12-pack of beer. Nothing exotic. "What's your birthday," the Dollar General cashier asked.
"April 20," I answered.
Wasn't good enough. I had to give her the year.
Don't think I can pass for 20. I'm old enough to remember Pearl Harbor, but not old enough to remember the Maine.
Not sure I really wanted the beer all that much.
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