If I were to walk into a liquor store, I would hope I would be “carded” before being able to make a purchase.
Obviously, I wouldn’t ever walk into a liquor store – unless they had a sale on lighter fluid or something! :)
I would also appreciate being “carded” if I were to attempt to purchase some-sort of firearm.
But WD-40?
Today at Wal-Mart, one of my purchases was a can of WD-40 – the spray can, with the sweet red straw attached…
As I checked out, the little computer screen facing me asked if I was born more than 18-years ago!
YOU HAVE TO BE 18 TO BUY WD-40???
I laughed out-loud when I saw that message on the screen and the lady behind the counter gave me “the look”. Thankfully, she thought I appeared to be over the required 18, and didn’t require me to say my ABC’s backwards, do multiplication, or even show my license. She just acknowledged the fact that there are those who “huff” WD-40.
“HUFF” WD-40?
You must be kidding me.
