I got asked for ID to buy booze in Morrisons the other week. The girl on the checkout looked just about 18, I'm 32. Fortunately I'd been to open a new bank account earlier and had my passport in my pocket. She looked at the date of birth saying "1974?" That far back was just ancient history to the poor girl - you could almost hear the cogs grinding round in her head! I said "Yes love, I'm 32"

It was funny more than embarassing, especially since I was obviously buying a load of other groceries and not just booze.