I teach an underwater photography class at a university. We were going to have a night dive one evening and a thunderstorm rolled in and we had to cancel, so we decided to go to a local pub that has great food.
There’s a bouncer at the door, and he’s checking all my student’s IDs super close. He’s bending them, shining a light through them, etc making absolutely sure nobody underage gets through.
I walk up behind my students with my ID out and he just nods and says “you’re good man.”
My ID picture is still the same one I took in my early 20s (almost 40 now), and even when I do get carded, 75% of the time they make a comment about how my “picture is really old,” “I look really young,” etc, etc which is always a punch to the gut.
I teach an underwater photography class at a university. We were going to have a night dive one evening and a thunderstorm rolled in and we had to cancel, so we decided to go to a local pub that has great food.
There’s a bouncer at the door, and he’s checking all my student’s IDs super close. He’s bending them, shining a light through them, etc making absolutely sure nobody underage gets through.
I walk up behind my students with my ID out and he just nods and says “you’re good man.”
I never felt so old.
My ID picture is still the same one I took in my early 20s (almost 40 now), and even when I do get carded, 75% of the time they make a comment about how my “picture is really old,” “I look really young,” etc, etc which is always a punch to the gut.
I’m always relieved since I carry my wallet less and less. I’ve learned to keep it on me right after a haircut though.