[Me, a 37-year-old female, enters tobacco shop to purchase a new lighter with which to light her candles while doing yoga. A female youth, approximately 18 years of age, with multiple facial piercings and orange hair, is chewing gum and talking on the phone behind the counter.]
Me: [Places lighter on counter next to cash register.]
Teenager: [Sighs heavily and places phone against her shoulder.] I’m going to need to see some ID.
Me: [Beaming, smiles graciously, thinking ‘Damn, that yoga must be working! I must still possess a youthful glow! Yay, yoga!’ Hands driver’s license to Teenager, especially pleased because she has exotic body piercings older than Teenager.]
Teenager: [Stares intently at driver’s license for several seconds. Gum chomping ceases.] Oh! You ARE old. [Hands driver’s license back. Rings in purchase. Resumes telephone conversation.]