Computer Says "No"!
Leaving London feels like I've left civilisation and commonsense behind, floating away down the Thames. Since I've been "back home" a wealth of experiences has told my instincts that, actually, London is where I want to be. First of all there is the ridiculous little episode in Tesco in the centre of town.
I would like you to picture the scene please. I went to Tesco with Mum, to help buy goods/carry the bags/be a great son. While there, and while walking past the beer isle I decided it would be a good idea to buy myself that six pack I promised my girlfriend. Yes, it was six pack of Budweiser, but there was no small print in the original "by the end of summer I will have a six pack" agreement, and "six pack" could mean anything! Anyway, since I was with Mum (a respectable, tax paying adult) and since we were buying ingredients for dinner and obviously weren't going to a rave, I thought that the lack of ID would be explainable and that being served alcohol would be reasonable. How wrong I was.
The first checkout girl, did actually ID me. I explained helpfully that I had a college ID "and look, it's expired so I MUST be a graduate, ergo I am atleast 21". No. "Well look you have to be 18 to go to university, and look I've finished university so I must be atleast over 18" I'll go and speak with my manager. Nice!
Manager arrived and said, essentially "Computer says no!" It was no use arguing as she added "I mean, you look over 21, but in Tesco's (I think) you have to look 25!" So let it be known people, you must look 7 years older than the legal drinking age to drink. 3 years and someone who looks "definitely over 18" doesn't quite cut it. Mum was not able to buy the beers for me since she could have "supplied a minor (who isn't even a minor) with alcohol". Absolutely bloody ridiculous!
I would like you to picture the scene please. I went to Tesco with Mum, to help buy goods/carry the bags/be a great son. While there, and while walking past the beer isle I decided it would be a good idea to buy myself that six pack I promised my girlfriend. Yes, it was six pack of Budweiser, but there was no small print in the original "by the end of summer I will have a six pack" agreement, and "six pack" could mean anything! Anyway, since I was with Mum (a respectable, tax paying adult) and since we were buying ingredients for dinner and obviously weren't going to a rave, I thought that the lack of ID would be explainable and that being served alcohol would be reasonable. How wrong I was.
The first checkout girl, did actually ID me. I explained helpfully that I had a college ID "and look, it's expired so I MUST be a graduate, ergo I am atleast 21". No. "Well look you have to be 18 to go to university, and look I've finished university so I must be atleast over 18" I'll go and speak with my manager. Nice!
Manager arrived and said, essentially "Computer says no!" It was no use arguing as she added "I mean, you look over 21, but in Tesco's (I think) you have to look 25!" So let it be known people, you must look 7 years older than the legal drinking age to drink. 3 years and someone who looks "definitely over 18" doesn't quite cut it. Mum was not able to buy the beers for me since she could have "supplied a minor (who isn't even a minor) with alcohol". Absolutely bloody ridiculous!
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