Trying To Get Extra Christmas Spirits

Christmas is always a busy time for hotels. My particular hotel has a package deal where all food is included and the guests only have to pay for their drinks. I am manning the till in the cafe when a young-looking guest approaches.

Guest: “Hi, I’m sitting round the corner; can I order a beer?”

Me: “Absolutely, do you have ID?”

Guest: “Yeah, can I get a beer and a vodka and Coke?”

I don’t make an immediate move to put anything in the till.

Me: “May I see your ID first?”

Guest: “Yeah, I’m just around the corner.”

Me: “Sir, I can’t put anything in the till until you show me your ID.”

Guest: “Oh, right.”

The guest hands me some ID. I checks the age and see that he is, indeed, of legal drinking age.

Me: “Thank you. One beer and one vodka and Coke; I’ll bring those round for you. Thank you.”

My colleague approaches me as he leaves.

Colleague: “How old was he?”

Me: “Nineteen. I don’t get why he didn’t give me his ID in the first place?”