Not Old Enough

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I had an odd conversation at the bookstore today, as I was checking out. The cashier pointed to my left hand and said, "For a moment I thought you were wearing a wedding ring."

"I am wearing a wedding ring," I said.

"You're not old enough to be married."

"I'm probably older than you think."

"You're probably about 25. I'm a good judge of ages. I can always guess somebody's age."

"You didn't guess mine."

At this point I had to show her my ID anyway, so I pointed out my birthdate. She then accused me of having a fake ID, which is sort of an odd thing to say, because clearly I was not attempting to hide my age or anything like that, but I guess she was embarrassed by being so incredibly wrong about how old I must be.

I wonder if she will say that she can always guess somebody's age to anybody else. My guess is that she will, because irritating people never realize how irritating they are.

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