Last night, Justine and I went to TGI Fridays to see someone from Justine’s work off as she’s leaving.  Even though I didn’t want to go, don’t know the person and was basically forced to come along, dinner wasn’t too bad (I had a Jack Daniel’s burger).

The thing I don’t like about most work outings is that if the significant other doesn’t know the work people very well, they usually end up sitting around being totally bored.  Also, unless there are lots of significant others (which there weren’t last night) then you don’t usually have anyone to talk to.

But I digress; when the girl was taking our drink orders, I was carded!  What the heck?  I was easily the oldest person there (besides the owner of the store at which Justine works) by a large margin.  Maybe it was because I’d shaved recently, maybe it was because I’d had my hair cut over the weekend, maybe it’s getting really annoying.  Even stranger, I was the only person at the table of around 15 people to get carded… least that I saw.  Apparently I look younger than a bunch of 18 and 19-year-olds.