The Joke's on Me!

I have the gray hair to prove I"m old enough to buy beer.  It really upsets me that I have to show my driver's license to buy a beer.   This is all about someone  trying to keep me from alcohol because they don't want to.  I really don't like people trying to force me to do anything.

So, I have my standard response to the clerks:  "I am sorry the Republicans in Tennessee don't trust your judgement enough to determine if I'm over 21, or not by looking at my gray hair."

A couple weekends ago the clerk said, "It's that President who forces me to do that." That was kind of a shocking display of ignorance, so I replied, "Gee, I'm sorry you don't know the difference between Tennessee and US law.  Beer sales are regulated by the state governments, not DC.  Tennessee is indeed controlled by Republicans, not President Obama."  Another older lady was watching and laughing,  and kicked, "That's right, Sir."

Of course, sometimes my response is: "I'm either old enough to buy this beer, or young enough to take you to a movie.  Your choice."  LOL

So, last night, I went to Musician's Corner, a great music happening in Centennial Park. Yazoo had a tent set up to sell me some Dos Perros.  Yipee.

Uh oh, I didn't have my drivers license!  Oh no.  Where could it be?  Did I leave it at the beer stand at Bridgestone arena Monday at the hockey game?  Well, I had my Pilot's license, issued by the federal government, of course.   I had my medical insurance card showing I was on medicare, for crying out loud.  So, finally they let me buy a beer.

Of course, this whole time, I'm ranting and going on about how much money the state has made replacing driver's licenses lost by taking them in and out of billfolds.  And how much I hate the Republicans and religious nuts who want to keep me from drinking, and on and on I go.

Then I remembered!  I sent off a Freedom of Information Request Tuesday and it required me to include a copy of my driver's license in the request.  My drivers license must still be in the copy machine.

And indeed it was!

But I'm still not going to apologize for my rant.  I'm old enough to be a grumpy old man, even if Tennessee doesn't believe it!  :)