ID Please
Vocal Community Microfiction Series - Proof
"May I see some ID?"
Pride welled in Casey's chest and she beamed. "Why of course!"
As she fished for her driver's license she wondered; was it my hair? They said cutting it made me look younger. Or perhaps my new lip colour?
She produced her license with a flourish and set it down. The bartender glanced at it.
"Oh."
Casey's smile faltered. "What?"
"Just checking." The bartender hurried to make her drink.
"For what?" Casey snapped.
The bartender winced, then pointed to a sign.
20% Senior's Discount.
Oh.
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Comments (13)
So much talent going unrewarded. This is great, deserves applause. Great poem. Oh my!!!!!
Cringeworthy moments. Nailed it!
What a great twist...get it! LOL ๐คฃ
Aww, good humor here but sad for the id owner :) Nobody asks for my ID anymore so I feel it!
Yeah, I felt that one, sigh. Great work!!
This is hilarious, although I also have second-hand embarrassment for her ๐ Another great one, Loryne!!
lol. This is great.
Oh no ๐
That was hilarious,lol . ๐๐๐๐๐
Oh poor Casey! I feel so embarrassed for her, lol!
Bahaaha! That is NOT what you wanna hear! ๐
Now that was wicked! Love it!
Got a good laugh out of this one! Great work.