By Juli
E: Let me carry something.
J: (with an armload of beer, Mikes, and fru-fru mixed drinks) No! Don't touch a thing. You have an out-of-state ID. If I get sent away empty handed, you're walking home.
E: They won't take my ID here?
J: No, it's out-of-state. They don't have to. It's on the damn door.
E: What is?
J: A sign that says they don't take out-of-state IDs.
E: My money's not good here?
J: You're not paying for anything!
(At the counter, Juli checks out with one clerk while Em chats with the other who is bagging.)
E: So, is it true you don't take out-of-state IDs?
(Juli gives Em the evil eye.)
Clerk 2: Yes, it's a store policy. Out-of-state IDs don't scan, so lots of stores won't take them.
J: I told you so.
E: Wow. So, I couldn't buy alcohol here?
Clerk 2: Probably not. We card anyone who looks under 35.
J: (who was not carded, to Clerk #1) Hey, thanks a lot buddy. Next time I'm going to Wine Country.
E: Burn.
(Arguing, laughter, chatter.)
Clerk 2: Hey, I would have carded her.
J: See, thank you. (to Clerk #1) Thrrprppptt!
(in the car)
E: Geez, no out-of-state IDs. They close at 10pm on a Saturday. There would be a riot in Michigan.
J: Welcome to Blue Laws. You need to get your new driver's license. (starts car)
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