THE LATEST FROM LIZ

It’s been years.
But today I got carded.
Someone actually asked to see my ID.
They couldn’t believe I was of age.
Well… not that kind of “of age.”
They were making sure I qualified for the senior discount.
It was still flattering.
Sort of.
The clerk was a teenager. With braces.
But still… I got carded.
I haven’t been carded in years.
Apparently, I’ve finally reached that magical age.
The one where you need proof that you’re old enough…
Again.
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