{"id":35,"date":"2007-04-29T10:09:38","date_gmt":"2007-04-29T14:09:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/shenhanlee\/2007\/04\/29\/sir-can-i-see-some-id\/"},"modified":"2007-04-29T11:27:44","modified_gmt":"2007-04-29T15:27:44","slug":"sir-can-i-see-some-id","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/shenhanlee\/2007\/04\/29\/sir-can-i-see-some-id\/","title":{"rendered":"Sir, can I see some ID?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The weirdest thing happened to me today. (yes, even amidst the near-monotony of Easter term!)<\/p>\n<p>Fresh from a grueling Sunday morning workout at the Physical Ed. Department at Fenner&#8217;s, I was went to the local &#8216;supermart&#8217;, Sainsbury&#8217;s to get shop for groceries and buy my lunch (my college dining hall is unfortunately closed on Sunday lunchtimes). At the checkout, I was minding my own business while the cashier scanned the bar-codes of the items I bought and placed them in the plastic bag.<\/p>\n<p>And then&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Sir, can I see some ID?&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>I thought I heard wrongly. &#8216;I&#8217;m sorry, could you please come again?&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;an ID, sir. You need an ID to buy this.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>Now, on a normal day, you would most likely encounter this phrase if you were trying to buy alcoholic beverages from the supermart. But, for those who know me, I abstain from alcohol.<\/p>\n<p>Was I trying to surreptitiously buy some booze to relieve exam-induced stress?<\/p>\n<p>Of course NOT! You didn&#8217;t think I&#8217;d go against my own principles,  did you?<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;I think you&#8217;re mistaken. I&#8217;m not buying any alcohol&#8230;&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>Holding the can of &#8216;Blue Bolt&#8217;, the cashier nonchalantly told me &#8216;You need an ID to buy this drink. It&#8217;s only for sale to those above 18&#8217;.<\/p>\n<p>For those of you who don&#8217;t know, Blue Bolt is a type of energy drink, something akin to Red Bull (only cheaper, because it&#8217;s an in-store brand).<\/p>\n<p>Now, this was not the first time I was buying such a drink. And NEVER in my wildest imagination have I thought that I would need an ID to prove I&#8217;m above 18, just so that I can buy &#8230;&#8230;..a can of Blue Bolt!<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;What? I didn&#8217;t know you need to be above 18 to buy that drink. There&#8217;s no alcohol in it!&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Well, rules are rules. You need an ID&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>Fumbling my wallet for some form of ID, I tried to find something that showed my date of birth, but to no avail.<br \/>\n&#8216;Do you have a driver&#8217;s license?&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Nope&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;A passport?&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Nope. (who the heck brings a passport while shopping for groceries anyway? :D) Uhm.. do you accept my university student card? It has my date-of-birth&#8217; written on it&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Sorry sir, only a valid driver&#8217;s license or a passport. Anything else won&#8217;t do. If you don&#8217;t have any ID to prove you&#8217;re over 18, I&#8217;m sorry but I can&#8217;t sell you this drink.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>Just then, in an ending befitting <em>deux ex machina<\/em> , another cashier turned back and told the Mr-I-Want-an-ID-for-this-can-of-BlueBolt that anyone above 16, not 18, can buy that drink. And since in the UK, all university students are above 16, I was free to buy it without needing to show any proof of my date of birth.<\/p>\n<p>Mr-I-Want-an-ID-for-this-can-of-BlueBolt then grinned sheepishly at me, and proceeded to scan the BlueBolt.<\/p>\n<p>After completing my payment, I walked out of the store feeling bewildered. Never can I imagine the UK government prohibiting under-16s from buying or consuming an energy drink. (maybe those kids are hyperactive enough and don&#8217;t need any BlueBolt or Red Bull anyway).<\/p>\n<p>As I stepped out of the store, I looked at the can of Blue Bolt.<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;High Voltage Stimulation Drink&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Contains Taurine&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;High in Caffeine content. 30 mg\/100 ml&#8217;.<\/p>\n<p>Then I knew why. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The weirdest thing happened to me today. (yes, even amidst the near-monotony of Easter term!) Fresh from a grueling Sunday morning workout at the Physical Ed. 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