We went out to dinner at one of the nicer restaurants here in Shepherdstown a couple of nights ago. I ordered a glass of wine and was asked for ID. Actually, it kind of made my day. It turns out that just any kind of ID won\u2019t work, it has to be a photo ID. At least in a case like this, why is a photo so important? If you look at me, I got wrinkles and gray hair. If I\u2019m old, why would I pretend to be someone else that\u2019s old \u2014 any fake ID would have to have a picture of another old person\u2026.<\/p>\n
But, to finish the story \u2014 I can understand the need card me, I\u2019m only 77, but we were with another couple, both in their 80s. We all had to produce IDs to have a glass of wine.
\nAnyone that thinks I\u2019m 51, 41 or 31, let alone 21 is obviously brain dead.
\nThe explanation we got was something like, \u201cwe apologize for the inconvenience, but we\u2019re required to ask all customers for ID\u2026\u201d Of course, there\u2019s a simpler explanation \u2014 some people are stupid. It\u2019s hard to believe that anyone at our table needed a card to prove they are over 21. But \u2014 to determine that, it would take something called common sense.
\nOne argument is that since \u201cprofiling\u201d has become a discussion point, mostly to those that think they\u2019re being discriminated against, or picked on, it\u2019s become necessary to implement the card everyone procedure. If a young person is asked for ID and old people are not \u2014 that\u2019s profiling.
\nI know I said earlier, that being asked for ID made my day, but when you think about it, you are basically being accused of lying\u2026.<\/p>\n
There are laws that tell us when we\u2019re too young to drink, I suppose the day is coming when there will be laws telling us when we\u2019re too old to drink. Sigh\u2026..
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We went out to dinner at one of the nicer restaurants here in Shepherdstown a couple of nights ago. I ordered a glass of wine and was asked for ID. Actually, it kind of made my day. It turns out … Continue reading