March 25, 2008
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Baked beans
I was off work yesterday and after I shoveled out the dog cage, I showered and went to Wally world to get a few items.
There was a recipe I saw for baked beans with a low sugar content. I wanted to try it because beans are a good source of protein. (as well as gas, but I am off today, too
) Now, this calls for a little bourbon, a “splash” according to the recipe. I am a tea-totaller because I have found as I grow older it takes a lot less alcohol to make me stupid. So, I have no spirits in my house. Now, Walmart has a shelf of DILUTED alcoholic beverages and I figured that would be okay, since this is just for a recipe meaning it just lends to the taste of the dish. So, I chose a bottle and added it to my cart.
When I got to the checkout, I added the bottle to the belt. The cashier scanned it and there was a message that flashed on the read out “Are you 27 years old?”
The cashier looked at me pointedly.
WTF?
I dug out my ID and said, “Well….Yeah!”
Then the cashier pointed out a sign indicating WalMart’s new policy- They ID anyone under 40 now!!
I was shocked, because of the under 40 distinction. Evidently, in this age of crack, many of our teenage ne’er-do-well’s can pass as over 27 due to the havoc wreaked on their systems by the drugs. ( Now, before you youngsters get up in arms, all the teens I know look like teens. I’m sure this is a minute part of the population.) But 40?!?
The second reason I was shocked is because the lady carded me! I may look a little young, but I think I look every bit of 41. (And this was after a grueling day of shoveling dog poo.) I don’t think she was really the conscientious type, either. She outright said she didn’t agree with the policy. And she called me “Honey.” I am so close to the half century mark, I am beginning to feel it. I do not think I belong to the “honey” distinction, unless it is with my husband.
She said it in a condescending manner that oozed “Trust me, I am so much older and wiser than you.” (Yes, I got ALL that out of two syllables.) And she had just moments before talked with the previous customer about her teenage adulation of David Cassidy! She’s my freakin’ age!
Anyhow, I am renaming the baked beans recipe.
From here on out they shall be known as:
Old Fart Beans.
Comments (10)
Oh the irony of being treated condescendingly by a WalMart cashier no older than you! Honey, indeed!
You made me smile! Old Fart Beans. How appropriate
Now you can get carded at WalMart?? I was carded at TGI Friday’s a couple of months ago. I laughed, giggled and pulled out my driver’s license saying to the young and naive server, “oh what a nice compliment!” She responded, “We card everyone!” With that comeback do you think I left her a good tip???
I do not nor will I ever like to be called ….Ma’am. I get that a lot and cringe every time I hear it.
Haha !
Love baked beans and if you add a bit of baking soda to them it cuts down on the gas. I know that tone of voice and the “look” one can be given when another tries to be condescending dislike that very much. I have gotten that look a few times while I was out with the grandbabies and some in your face female thinks I am their mother and tries to offer her advice. Thats when I slam ‘er home with I AM THE GRANDMOTHER thank you kindly LOL
Have a toot rippin’ day over there
xoxo Tynee
I’m convinced that half the time people look at the ID’s they don’t actually look at the date, but just want their boss to see them looking at an ID.
it’s so funny… i work at a gas station and i will id anyone who doesn’t have gray hair or who i dont know personally… and i have found that the ones who get the most upset are the ones that are 18, wanting to buy cigarettes, but left their id in the car… hello!! you are ONLY 18, i wasn’t too far off… right?!?! same with the alcohol… it’s the 21yr olds that get upset…
often, the older adults (especially those who haven’t been carded in a while) will laugh that i carded them, or say thank you cos i thought they looked young, and then pull out their id… from a cashier’s stand point… it’s better to be too careful than it is to chance loosing your job, paying tons of fines and potentially spending a little time behind bars…
the “honey” thing is awful tho, cashiers should strive to make each customer’s day better… rather than talk down to them!! when you’re a cashier, you’re on a stage, and you gotta have your best stage makeup on!!
I never get carded anywhere
Cashiers must think I’m old.
P.S. It is so cool that you’re listening to the Partridge Family! I love “I Can Feel Your Heartbeat”.
wait.. what
you kept saying 27… I’m assumming you meant 21 right?
you have to be 21 to buy/drink alchohol (legally)
and thank you SO MUCH for thanking my girlfriend (though that sounds weird)
she does so much for me (maybe she just wants me to feel in debt to her for the rest of her life so she can do with me as she pleases -_-)
quite correct that recommending said entry could lead to untold peril and doom