I was doing my weekly shopping this morning at the Super Walmart where my husband works. I got in the checkout line with my turkey burgers, carrots, tortillas, all the other stuff I need to survive the coming week and oh, three bottles of wine. The cashier asks me for my id. I laugh a little, since I'm 43, but hey, some people are sticklers for rules and I have no real problem with that. So I hand her my driver's license. She looks at it, then at me. Then she shakes her head, "No".
Uh oh. The other people in line are starting to realize there's a problem. I tell her that I was 80 pounds heavier when that photo was taken. She looks back and forth between me and my id. I tell her that I am 43, and 80 pounds lighter. She calls for a manager. The manager looks at my id and me, and shakes her head "No".
So I tell her also that I am 43, and 80 pounds lighter. The other people in line are openly staring at me, and I don't blame them a bit for it. The manager calls over a 3rd person to look at me and my id. I'm getting more and more uncomfortable as employee #3 heads towards the cashier. I didn't want to mention that my husband works there at nights. I didn't want to be the kind of jerk who asks for special privileges because of whom I know. But I also didn't want to have the humiliation of not being able to buy some wine when I'm 43 years old with valid picture id, either.
I break down just as Walmart Associate #3 reaches us. "Oh, um, by the way, my husband works here too. He's Steven in eletronics, who works the night shift." The all stare a me a sec, and then the manager's eyes light up a bit. "Oh, yes! You know, now that mention it, I think I do remember seeing you with him before!" The guy who just walked over confirms. "Yeah, I've seen her with him."
They let me buy my wine. The tell me how great look now. They tell me that I look like "just a baby". I let them know there are no hard feelings, and thank them for the compliments.
But really, I just wanted to buy some wine for the weekend without my weight change being that big of an issue!

Great story!
Isn't the age to buy cigarettes 18! The guy thought I was under 18. That is so awesome!
When I bought the cigarettes, the guy asked if I had ID and I answered "yes" but didn't bother to take it out my wallet because I couldn't imagine that he really needed to see it. So he sort of looked at me funny and I said "oh, you mean you want to see it?" and he said yes, and I said "Wow! I'm 39! But here you go." He was shocked that I am 39. I was so excited I could barely contain myself and I've told all my friends. 