A few weeks ago I went to see A Nightmare on Elm Street with my sister and cousin. I walked up to the ticket counter and asked for my ticket.

Me: I'd like one for Nightmare on Elm Street, please.
Ticket Guy: *eyeballs Megan* And we are over 17?
Me: ...Sir, we are nearly 25. May I have my ticket?
Ticket Guy: I'm gonna need to see some ID.
Me:... *shows ID*
Ticket Guy: *stares*