When I was a freshman in college I had a fake ID (a real ID but not mine). The girl looked a lot like me but listed her weight as 117 lbs. Well, for a while I could pass myself off as somewhere in that realm, but as I gained a little weight it was less and less believable. Then one night I was buying some hooch at the grocery store, and I got the dreaded “This isn’t your ID.” To which I said, “Excuse me?! Why do you think that?” and instead of asking me to list off the birthday/address/etc she said, “It says you weigh 117 lbs.” I feigned offense that maybe I had gained some weight but the *%^& wouldn’t sell me that booze because I was heavier than my ID said. Well, not MY ID, but still.

The happy story was when I went on my cruise in Nov 2008. I think the worst fat picture I had EVER taken was my passport photo (which I hate, but I guess it’s a 10 year reminder of what things look like when I get out of hand), but the port security almost didn’t recognize me, and when I told him how much weight I lost, he asked me for diet/exercise tips for him and his wife! Tee hee!

“That’s NOT you,” says the lady behind the counter.

“Yeah, actually, it is.”

“Wow.”

I stashed my driver’s license away and paid for my purchases, and prepared to leave.

“Wait,” she said, tapping me on the shoulder. “Seriously… how much weight did you lose?”

“87 pounds.”

“Wow.”

(as a note, I got a new driver’s license. Seemed easier.)

I have a little something on my blog for you. :-)