Wal-Mart Beer Buying Update

 

A few weeks ago, I couldn't buy beer at Wal-Mart because my wife Katie was with me and didn't have her purse. Here's the post about that.

A couple nights ago we went on our weekly grocery run. On the way out, we passed by the cashier who carded us. Heard her ask a guy, "So how old are you?"

I turned around. He didn't answer right away. He was buying beer. 

"Twenty-five," he finally said. 

"Okay." She takes the beer and sticks it in a bag. Without asking for his ID. 

Awesome.