Trouble Brewing, Part 6
BAR | RIGHT | NOVEMBER 4, 2013
(A group of three customers enter the bar. They are wearing wristbands after attending a local MMA fight. The wristbands are supposed to be only for people of drinking age.)
Customer
#1 : “Hey, can I get three rum and cokes?”
Me: “Sure, I just need to see everyone’s ID.”
Customer
#2 : “Aw, s***, I don’t have my ID, man.”
Customer
#1 : “Well, you shouldn’t have let the cops take your ID!”
Me: “Right, well if you don’t have your ID on you, I can’t serve you.”
Customer
#2 : “But I got this wrist band at the fights. You can’t have one unless you’re old enough.”
Me: “Yeah, but if I can’t see your ID myself, it doesn’t do me much good.”
Customer
#1 : “Well, hey is [Other Bartender] here tonight?”
Me: “Nope.”
Customer
#1 : “What about [Another Bartender]?”
Me: “Nope.”
(They leave. Ten minutes later, Customer
#1 comes back with a different couple.)
Customer
#1 : “Hey, man, I’m gonna level with you…”
Me: “Alright…”
Customer
#1 : “Okay, that guy I was with before? Yeah, he’s only 20. But I’m totally 22, man.”
Me: “Have you got your ID with you so you can prove it?”
Customer
#1 : “Um… no.”
Me: “Then I can’t help you.”
Customer
#1 : “C’mon, you’re really gonna be like that?”
Me: “Uh, yeah.”