“No, please, ask me for my ID. I need this!”
In my state, you have to ask for everyone’s ID unless they “appear to be over 90.”
Really adds insult to injury here.
Honestly I’m kinda OK with that.
A) the legal drinking age, age of consent, voting age, and age of Draft/ military eligibility should be the same. Whether that’s 21 or 18 or whatever is up for debate, but if you’re old enough to kill people at your country’s behest you should be old enough to decide what goes in your body.
B) Lots of countries are pretty lax about kids drinking small amounts of alcohol, and it doesn’t lead to increased negative outcomes.
21 across the board seems reasonable. Our base commanders in Europe usually turn a blind eye to underage joes drinking unless they become a problem, cause yeah if you’re asking someone to run towards bullets they for goddamn sure deserve a beer.
We should be tying contraceptive and abortion access to federal highway funds the same way we do with the drinking age, all the anti choice folks would shut up real quick when the coffers start draining.
I think you should be able to vote @ 18 or maybe even 16. Legislators could be deciding whether to send you to war, so you should have a say well before then.
16 is maybe too young but 18 I’d agree with, along with ranked choice and abolishing the electoral college. Military I’d say should be at least a couple years off, if you sign up at 18 you do college classes and Conservation Corps work for a bit. I walked in actually wanting to join the family business and still got constant hounding from recruiters as a 17 year old, we should not be sending them to high schools.
Absolutely agreed. 21 sounds reasonable for the military, 18 is obscene.
I was ready to vote at 16-ish. Maybe we can have an early voting class where you take a civics test or something to qualify, otherwise you can sign up at 18 with no test.
My state is 35 or under, you look over 35 you don’t have to have an id unless the seller insists but it’s not required.
Now everyone who doesn’t get carded and is below 35 but above the drinking age is offended.
Our country was pretty lax about it too until MADD went full power mode in the 90’s.
Really is turning into a christofascist state over there, huh?
(I was born in Oklahoma but moved away in the early 2010s. Still got a ton of family out that way.)
Back when I was in a customer facing job, it was “unless they appear to be over 27.” I just asked everybody in order to be safe.
edit: add “in order.” I didn’t ask anyone to be safe when I was in that position.
My state goes for a card everyone approach. I don’t love it, but I get it.
I don’t know that I “love” it, in that I have no strong feelings on the subject; however, an ID is a physically minor thing. Unless you’re doing something illegal (or at least likely to invite retribution from those in power) or are a privacy advocate to the point that you don’t want to be identifiable on principle, there’s not much reason to not carry your ID any time you leave your property (home or vehicle). Even in the case of the latter, if you know you’re going to be purchasing an age controlled item, it seems reasonable to leave your house with your ID in that instance then leave it behind for other travels.
However, as a fairly sheltered individual, I can acknowledge that there may be circumstances I haven’t encountered and therefore haven’t considered. Fortunately for me, though I always carry my ID, the ever-increasing amount of grey in my hair and beard mean that I rarely get ID’d.
eventually you start thanking them for asking for ID.
Cashier is nicknamed “Gruntmaster.”
So either this person has back problems in their twenties or the cashier is asking people in their forties for their id?
I’m 42 and I regularly get carded.
ok but even then it shouldn’t be surprising when they say “you’re good”
It’s funny that they started with asking for ID and then changed their mind presumably based on how the person picked it up.
I’m 18 and I don’t? Wtf?
Varies a lot by location.
I remember getting out of bed, feeling my lower back was stiff, putting my hand on my hip and kind of stretching with a little groan, and realizing that was something I’d seen my dad do multiple times when I was little.
Where I live they just let anyone buy alcohol.
