Mom: Carded at Temperance Hall!

Tonight the doorman at Temperance Hall went the extra mile in checking ID’s. He carded my Mom.

This was after he carded me, and I am well past 21, and right before he carded my Mom’s retired boyfriend.

Neither of them are Georgetown freshmen by any stretch of the imagination. Both were as much flattered as flustered with the request.

I can understand popular Adams-Morgan bars having a “card everyone” policy, but in Petworth and the Social Security set?

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

Married, mortgaged, and soon to be a father, Wayan Vota is in the fast lane to mid-life respectability – until the day his brood finds his intimate journal of global traveling and curses him with the ever-eternal reply “I’m gonna be just like you, Dad!”

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