A New Low

Today we reached a new low! Couldn't believe it! Don was asked to produce a picture ID for some business he had to attend to, and he didn't have any. I quickly called the writer of the letter - in Barbados, no less - and explained the situation to her.

"He doesn't drive anymore since he's on such heavy pain medication," I said.
"The passport we have on file is expired. Does he have a new one?"
"No," I replied. "We don't travel anymore either because he is on oxygen 24/7."
"Well, does he have any picture ID?" she inquired.
"Only his COSTCO card," I answered.
"That will do. Just get it notarized and send us a copy."

I thought, "You've got to be kidding! Use his COSTCO card as his picture ID for this offshore business?" I guess they were just updating their records and noticed his had all expired.

So, off we went to the Notary, feeling a little silly. Now this is a man whose last passport had to have added pages because he had used up all the ones that come with a passport. He had visa entry stamps from Mongolia, Russia, China, war-torn Kosovo, Ukraine, Japan, Greece, Italy, India, Pakistan, and a few dozen other countries. Now he was suffering the humility of using his COSTCO card for photo ID!

Wow! Getting older can be quite humiliating at times. On the way home he told me he thought he would like to get a DMV identification card which may be a little more generally accepted. So we will jump on that right after our naps. Or maybe tomorrow. Or maybe next week.