Friday, July 4, 2008

What?! You won't serve me alcohol because I don't have my I.D. on me?!

I believe just a quick "no" will suffice in this blog. Or at least that's what I thought until I had a specific table...

A table of two was seated in my section, I great them and almost immediately the man at the table was asking for alcohol. Now, if you don't look older than 35, I'm I.D.-ing you. Sorry, deal with it. He said he left it at home, and I apologized and said I couldn't serve him with out seeing it. He was angry, tried explaining himself, told me when his birthday was. I apologized and told him that I could get put in jail and slapped with huge fines if I did serve him and he was underage. They left, he was pissed. Oh well, big deal. Get over it. A note to him for next time: Bring your damn wallet, don't make your girlfriend pay!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'm sure his girlfriend was probably surprised that he didn't have his wallet either. Of course I don't think she was his girlfriend long after that :)