James O'Riley your ID. I'll bet you don't sign your credit card as,
You bet wrong. Why would I have complained about being asked for ID when I Use credit cards if I wrote" "Please check ID" in the signature fields of my cards?
Hell, I often carry nearly that much in my wallet just as walking- around money. Never gave it a second thought.
You had a paper route in the '40s, eh? Maybe the difference in our perception is an age thing. Older people are often downright paranoid, seeing danger lurking around every corner and underneath every rock. Maybe they read about this stuff in the AARP magazine; I dunno.
One time I was using an ATM at my bank in downtown Mountain View, California -- as safe a medium-sized town as you're likely to find. As I was finishing up, I semiconsciously noticed something odd going on, a vaguely-sensed perturbation in the normal rhythym of things happening around me. In a moment I realized that what I'd (barely) noticed was that a car had pulled up into the diagonal-parking space right behind me, but that no one had gotten out.
When I turned around, I saw an old Aspen or Volare nosed up to the curb. There was an elderly couple sitting in it, and grim-faced, they were watching me like hawks. They'd obviously come to use the ATM also, but they weren't going to budge until I'd finished my business and left the area. Their sense of danger reminded me of the way deer will warily sniff the air, nostrils flaring, ready to take off running at an instant's notice.
The odd thing was, I'm a fairly big guy, but being clean-cut, clean- shaven and decently dressed when I'm out in public, I really don't think I cut a threatening figure. I sure I don't become afraid of life itself when I get to be their age...
Geoff