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0 comments | 24.1.05

Life is a funny experience

I turned 23 a few days ago, and I got ID'd last night. I went to Alvin and the Chip-punks (aka Sum 41) and tried to get into the bar section, and WAS ASKED FOR ID!!! Of course, in typical fashion I just renewed my driver's license so I didn't have a picture ID at the moment. Now, I had already been in the bar, and had left to go to the loo. As we were going in the first place I was teasing my husband that if the guy at the door asked for my ID I would give the guy a kiss -- with tongue. He didn't ask. About an hour later when I dashed to the bathroom, it was a woman who ID'd me. Figures. Couldn't be a guy...In the end, I couldn't get into the bar. Yup, at 23 I couldn't get into a bar...at a Sum 41 concert...when the lead singer sounds like a chipmunk.

posted by rbe

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