Where is my disclaimer??

When I was 16, I couldn't for the life of me, get into a club. (Sorry, they are called "disco" back then.)

I tried layering on the makeup. I tried wearing clothes that made me look older. I tried borrowing someone else's IC. I tried going in with older guys. But the bouncers always call my bluff. One look at me and they know I'm a spring chicken.

This went on until my 30s. Even up to last year, the bouncer at Zouk asked for my IC. (I was with The Toe and they didn't ask for hers - HAH!) At this age, I am very smug when bouncers ask for evidence of my age. I will (happily) produce my IC, point (stabbingly) at my date of birth and exclaim (loudly), "See! See! I am over 30 already!" The bouncer will usually smile wryly at me and say, "Well, you look younger" and of course, that will leave me beaming in utter delight while I dance around The Toe who, by this time, will be puking in disgust.

Anyway, that is a thing of the past now.

Last week, I was lining up at Cathay Cineleisure to collect my tickets for the movie, Horrible Bosses. Cineleisure is a place where kids go to watch movies. It's not my preferred venue but The Man and I go there for the soft serve dark chocolate ice cream from Burger Bench (which by the way, is under renovation).

Anyway, so I was queuing up with the rest of the kids and I was listening to the conversation between the cashier and kids who were also purchasing tickets for Horrible Bosses and I noticed that the cashier will say this standard disclaimer to them: "Please note that Horrible Bosses is rated M18. You need to be above 18 to watch. Are you 18? Are you sure? Is everyone in your group 18? You will need to show your IC at the door. If you are not 18 or cannot produce an IC, you cannot go in but we can give you are refund."

I chuckled when I saw some of the young punks' faces when they heard that disclaimer. Clearly spring chickens.

When it come my turn, I told the cashier I am collecting tickets for "HORRIBLE BOSSES". I articulated the movie title. I await my disclaimer.

None.

"The total is S$22, Ma'am"

Ma'am??!!

I stared at her expectantly.

"Here's your tickets. The show starts at 8.30pm."

I cannot believe she is still not saying the disclaimer.

"Enjoy your movie."

My eyes widening.

"Next please!!"

*Sob*