apparently, all ponce de leon really needed was a head cold

Overboard came down with a head cold a few days ago, then gladly shared it with Kenny and myself. This afternoon, I went over to Walgreens to get some more cold medication and the woman at the register carded me. For cold medication. Which you now have to be all of 18 to purchase. The exchange went something like this:

REGISTER LADY: Um, we can't sell this to anyone under 18.
EVENKEEL: That's admirable of you. Can't trust those kids these days.
RL: Yes, well, um...
E: Hang on. You don't think I'm 18? How old, exactly, do you think I am?
RL: Well...how old are you?
E: I'm not telling you now. You have to guess.
[uncomfortable silence]
You wanna see my ID?
RL: Okay then.
[Evenkeel hands over ID, RL scans and looks sheepish]
E: That work for you?
RL: Have a nice day.

So, for those of you keeping score at home, as Overboard pointed out, I was last carded for not looking 18 while buying lottery tickets in Atlanta about six or seven years ago. Good to know I've aged so much since then.

I told Overboard she'd better be careful. The older we get, the more people will think she's robbing the cradle. After all, those two months she's got on me are gonna start getting farther and farther apart at this rate...