I went to the bank to withdraw some money this afternoon. The teller asked to see my i.d. since I was withdrawing a somewhat large sum of money. After counting my money for me, and bidding me adieu, he threw in "that's a really old i.d." Thanks Mr. Bank Man. It sure is.
Just in case you've never seen my driver's license, it's one of the old school issues. I happened to get it not long before the new format was unveiled. While the good majority of my friends and other people I know are currently sporting fancy, schmancy licenses, I get to carry around the prehistoric piece of plastic covered paper for another year. Yay!
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