May I see your ID, please?
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- August
- 25
ABSOLUTELY!
I’m 26 years old — going to turn 27 in January, gasp! — and I must say I hope and pray every time I step up to a bar that I will be asked for identification.
I used to get carded every time I went out. Now, sadly, it’s more of a rare occurrence…
Gotta love the bartender at Porterhouse who studied my driver’s license in great detail the other night before finally pouring me a pint of Captain Lawrence. Cheers to that!
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They did that to me too! I actually had to show the bouncer a credit card with my name on it to verify who I was. Ridiculous.
I’ve had facial hair since I was 11 years old, and I used to have so much trouble buying kids meals at fast food restaurants.
I’m cracking up.
Oh sweet ones, your attitude will so change when it’s no longer a pleasure but a pain in the b***. Especially when the bouncer is half your age
Oh btw, I love the Junior Republicans of America haircut in your driver’s license photo
He’s good, ladies and gentleman