Went to the bank this morning to cash an expense check I’ve had sitting around for a while. I walked up to the teller to gave her my deposit slip, and she asked me for ID.
I reached for my wallet, but she saw I had my work badge on. “That badge would be enough,” she said.
So I showed it to her. “The Dallas Morning News” is on the top, with my (five-year-old) photo and my name underneath.
“Oh, do you deliver the newspaper?” she asked.
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That rocks. You must look so youthful that she could only imagine you being a newspaper delivery person.
I did the same blunder the other day at the doctor’s office. The doctor had someone observing so I asked if he was a student. Whoops, wrong question. Turns out he is a doctor who is simply new to that office and doing some observation to get into the swing of things. Boy was I embarrassed!
Ha! That’s hilarious. Even a big, bushy BEARD can’t diminish your youthfulness! Love it.
just wait, brother, just wait
But you DO deliver the paper, word by word.