There are still times that I get carded in bars or venues. It’s usually an indication that the establishment sits in an uptight municipality or they recently got tagged for selling booze to (too) young’uns. I won’t give them too much trouble since they’re really just doing their jobs. And also, a lot of venues have guys at the door with necks thicker than a redwood tree. I just show them the card and move on with my life. People say that I should take it as a compliment. Hardly, they aren’t looking at me and thinking that I might be under 21. They’re doing it because some asshole council member wants to make a statement. It would be great if it was a compliment but I’m not that naïve. I’m not standing there thinking “Gee that new moisturizing cream is really reaping dividends.” I’m usually just anxious to get in the door and get settled.
Largely not nessa
a delay in the next beer
thirst waits to be quenched
https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/prose/1086114
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