Get Off My Hair!

OK, so it’s been a while since I’ve posted a blog entry.  Unfortunately, there has been absolutely nothing new, exciting, or interesting going on these days.  Well, except for one curious thing.

A few weeks ago I was in Denver for an accounting conference.  Sounds like loads of fun, eh?  Nerd Fest 2009!  Well, maybe not that bad, but there are certainly more fun ways to spend a week than sitting in seminars getting continuing ed credits.

I went to The Cheesecake Factory for lunch one day between sessions and ordered an Amstel Light to enjoy with my meal.  The waitress asked to see my identification.  WTF?!  So, I said “You’re messing with me, aren’t you?”  “No, ma’am.  It’s our policy to ask for identification from anyone who looks like they’re under 30.”  As a 47-year old woman, who hasn’t been carded in a while, I accepted the compliment and handed her my driver’s license.

She looked at the license, then looked at me, looked at the license, and back at me.  Finally, she said “Well, I’m pretty sure you’re over 21, but I’m also pretty sure this is fake,” and handed me back my ID.  I got my beer, and she got an appropriate tip.

So, to Mom and Dad:  Thanks for the awesome DNA!  To my friend and hairdresser, Jack:  Thanks for keeping me young, hip, and gorgeous! What a hoot!