No ID, No Idea, Part 32
(I work as a security guard at a nightclub. A group of guys appearing to be tourists are all standing in line. They look fairly young.)
Me: *to the first guy in the line* “May I see your ID, please?”
Guy: “What? No, I left my passport back at the hotel.”
Me: “I’m sorry, but without a valid ID I can’t let you in.”
Guy: “I swear to you I turned 18 just last month. You have to believe me!”
Me: “I believe you.”
Guy: “YES!”
Me: “The age limit here is 20.”
Related:
No ID, No Idea, Part 31
No ID, No Idea, Part 30
No ID, No Idea, Part 29
