This is too funny, happened to me on the way home. Our local mall had a problem with kids running around causing trouble so they banned kids under 17 from being in the mall on weekends past 4 without a supervising adult.
I get off work and stop by the post office in the mall to mail my tax stuff. As I'm walking through the mall I pass the "security" officer
who gives me the up and down and promptly turns around. I check in a window reflection as to not look suspicious by turning around. Yep, he's followin' me. He catches up and says "I'm gonna have to ask you how old you are." So I reply "No you don't"
Him: How old are you?
Me: 23. 8)
Him: I need to see your ID
Him: Don't get smart with me, I will call the police. They'll call
your parents if you don't cooperate.
Me: Ok, you can call my parents. (I really don't know what else to
say, but I'm feeling pretty confident since he's a rent-a-cop)
Him: Give me your ID.
Fine, I dig into my purse and hand it over. The look on his face was
Him: Thankyou 'mam, you have a wonderful evening.
Guess that will be nice 10 years from now.