July 31, 2005
Arriving in Chicago, we met John at the airport hotel bar. It was just noon local time, so I ordered a bloody mary.
“Can I see some ID?” the waitress asked.
Hehehe. You bet. And I’ll smile for the rest of the day.
Posted by kuri at July 31, 2005 09:16 PM
Three cheers for good genes, baby!!!
Hehehe, so now you are one of us Japanese who need IDs every time we go get drink in U.S.
There is really no better or more sincere age compliment than that!
So they do ask that in the US… Never had that in Japan, even when they ought to have:-)
Don’t get such a large ego. Everyone, and I mean everyone, including grand mothers and fathers has been carded at the Chicago airport bars for years.