One Ring To Prove It All, And In The Darkness ID Them
(I am at a business conference. The dinner for the conference that night is at a restaurant. Because the conference is paying for drinks, they are carding at the door. I’m Mormon, and therefore don’t drink. I’m not familiar with how these types of places work — since I don’t drink, I don’t frequent them — and I do bear some responsibility for not knowing how carding procedures work. In line, I step up to him.)
Door Guy: “Do you have ID?”
Me: “I don’t drink.”
Door Guy: “Doesn’t matter. The drinks are generally available in the layout, so everyone needs ID.”
Me: “Oh. I’m 25. Let me dig out my license.”
Door Guy: “You should have had it ready!”
Me: “I apologize. As I said, I don’t drink. I didn’t know you needed them for everyone.”
Door Guy: “You should have known!”
Me: “I’m sorry; I don’t drink, so I don’t know how this works.”
Door Guy: *scoffs* “Sure you don’t drink! You were hoping I’d let you through without ID because of that.”
Me: *showing him my license* “Here it is. See, I’m 25.”
Door Guy: “That’s a fake.”
Me: “No, it’s not.”
Door Guy: “Utah is the easiest state to fake their licenses. That’s a fake.”
Me: “Or I just live in Utah.”
Door Guy: “You tried to get out of showing ID, and then you give me the most faked state.”
Me: “I really am sorry that I didn’t have it ready. I didn’t know, because I don’t usually have this situation as I don’t drink.”
Door Guy: “People don’t just not drink.”
Me: “It’s for religious reasons. I’m Mormon.”
Door Guy: “A likely story.”
Me: “No, really.”
(Not sure what else to do, I hold up my hand which has a CTR ring, a common Mormon jewelry. Though generally only worn by Mormons, there’s no reason that someone else couldn’t wear one. It’s a bit like a Jew wearing a Star of David. There’s no reason someone else couldn’t wear one, but there’s no reason they would. The door guy looks at my hand.)
Door Guy: “Oh, you really are. Come on in!”
(I’m still not sure why he doubted the valid ID, but wearing a ring? Proof!)