Thursday, March 10, 2011


There I stood. In the longest lunch line known to man at Chick-fil-a. It's finally my turn, and I place my order with the young woman behind the counter.

"That'll be $6.01" she says.

I give her my plastic card and she asks for my id.

Instinctively I give her my military id. It is on top after all.

"Oh, I miss mine." She smiles.
"I'm sorry?"
"I lost my military id"
"They can make you another one at the reserve base I think."
"Not since the cheating b@st@rd left me....
Oh, here's your order, have a wonderful day."


"Yeah, you too."


  1. OMG... that's one of those "okaaaay then" moments. LOL. Awkward!

    I also never use my mil ID as identification other than to pay at the PX, Commissary or to get on base. There's a social security # on it, and I know I have a freakish memory... photographic, so god only knows what an evil person with my memory could do.

    Be careful! :)

  2. haha! omg!!! That is hilarious!

  3. Hahaha... yeah, how do you respond to that? Lol

  4. Well at least she doesn't seem TOO upset! LOL

  5. hahaha hi! came to your blog from reading kindle's blog. hope it's okay if i follow? :)

  6. hah! hilarious! I'm a military wife too--different service though. My husband is in the coast guard. Great blog you have. =) I'm not your newest follower!

  7. New follower from military blog hop. Love your blog design...sooo cute!!



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