Okay, you all know how much it irks me when I get called ma’am. I know I should appreciate the politeness, but it just makes me feel old.
I went to the store over the weekend to buy beer for a get-together we were having Saturday night. I remember when I used to go buy beer in my early 20’s. I would bring it up to the counter and set it down. The guy would look at me, and immediately ask for my ID. When I gave it to him, he would look at the picture, and look at me, and look at the picture and look at me. I used to hate it because they always made me feel like a guilty teenager trying to buy beer even when I was 24 or 25.
I’ve decided that was better than the way it seems to go down now. This weekend when I went for beer, I got my Boulevard Wheat and set it on the counter. I started to reach for my wallet to take out my ID, but before I could even get to it, the guy rang up the beer and said, “Thank you, ma’am.”
“Ma’am? Are you freaking kidding me?” Dude! That was so depressing. I would really like to know when I turned that corner. When did it go from “May I see your ID?” to “Thank you, ma’am.” *sigh* Not. Cool.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Thank you, ma'am
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I turned that corner ages ago...ma'am. *wink*
Being a Ma'am sucks sometimes... I feel so old! Been a ma'am for years...
Me too but I think it's the 2 screaming kids in the cart and the balding husband that make asking for my id useless. If I am alone I still get carded (I'm 30). I do hate being called M'am though, ugh!
Right with ya on the ma'am thing. I hate it!
I had that same experience the other day. I left the liquor store incredibly depressed because it was automatically assumed that I was of age!
Let me tell you! I will NOT be going back to that store!
I bought something on vacation for one of the other girls, and I said to the cashier, "Aren't you going to card me?"
She just laughed, shaking her head "no"
Damnit.
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