here's a quick east-village-bar-work story:
a girl and guy are allowed into the bar for a drink. they look like they could possibly be under 21 so i ask for id.
me: i need to see some ids, please.
guy: here you go.
me: ok thanks. what about you?
girl: mmm hold on i know i have it in my bag here somewhere.
me: sure.
girl: omg i don't have it. but i swear i'm 22, what can i show you to prove it?
me: something that tells me your age.
girl: here let me show you my facebook page, i swear it has my real birthdate on it!
seriously, WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE???
Did u let her in?
ReplyDelete~A
Ahahahahaha!
ReplyDeleteAlternatively, you can have her call MAMA and let you speak to her instead.