Can I see some ID, please?
German lottery has a jackpot of 25 milion Euros right now, which resulted in me leaving my desk and books to trudge through wind and rain (aka storm and buckets of water raining form the sky) to the shop and play.
And then the lady behind the counter asked me for an ID.
Bzuh?
It's just, with the 25-million jackpot, there are more controllers around to make sure no one under the age of 18 plays, sorry.
Uhm. Okay, that's fine. See, here's my student ID (in Germany you don't start university under the age of 19), and here's my pass (which says dPK was born in 1984 and ergo is of age.
Ah, oh, uhm, yes, I'm really sorry! Good luck tomorrow!
Oh well, I guess it's kind of a compliment. Thank you.
I have to admit, it's been a while since anyone's asked for my ID. Somehow I find this highly amusing, and, in a way, flattering. Evidently I have not yet developed the outdoor-archaeologist's leathery skin.
And on a random note, it's currently paper-season, so I'm mostly ignoring LJ in favour of RL at the moment. I'll be more actie once that's over with, early February.
And then the lady behind the counter asked me for an ID.
Bzuh?
It's just, with the 25-million jackpot, there are more controllers around to make sure no one under the age of 18 plays, sorry.
Uhm. Okay, that's fine. See, here's my student ID (in Germany you don't start university under the age of 19), and here's my pass (which says dPK was born in 1984 and ergo is of age.
Ah, oh, uhm, yes, I'm really sorry! Good luck tomorrow!
Oh well, I guess it's kind of a compliment. Thank you.
I have to admit, it's been a while since anyone's asked for my ID. Somehow I find this highly amusing, and, in a way, flattering. Evidently I have not yet developed the outdoor-archaeologist's leathery skin.
And on a random note, it's currently paper-season, so I'm mostly ignoring LJ in favour of RL at the moment. I'll be more actie once that's over with, early February.