Today is my 21st birthday.
Last night on the way home from 4th of july festivities, around 1am, I decided I should stop and buy some beer.
So I waltz into the gas station for a 6 pack of fat tire and a pack of cigarettes and go up to the counter to be rung up.
The gas station attendant rings up my stuff, takes my money and sends me on my way.
I wait 21 years to legally buy alcohol and they don't even card me.
Those fuckers.
P.S.
On a more funny note, there was three mexicans behind me that didn't know the difference between 1%, 2% and whole milk, and wanted to know "which one was better", which was a hilarious conversation to listen to between them and the attendant in front of me.
P.P.S.
Buy me stuff.
Last night on the way home from 4th of july festivities, around 1am, I decided I should stop and buy some beer.
So I waltz into the gas station for a 6 pack of fat tire and a pack of cigarettes and go up to the counter to be rung up.
The gas station attendant rings up my stuff, takes my money and sends me on my way.
I wait 21 years to legally buy alcohol and they don't even card me.
Those fuckers.
P.S.
On a more funny note, there was three mexicans behind me that didn't know the difference between 1%, 2% and whole milk, and wanted to know "which one was better", which was a hilarious conversation to listen to between them and the attendant in front of me.
P.P.S.
Buy me stuff.
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