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On Wednesdays we get the afternoon off from the media course I'm on, which is great since it makes a 7 hour day only 3 hours. Anyway, after messing around in the park round the back of the college instead of working on a film, it was time to go. My mate Fos had a job interview for a company which is marketing FHM or something, so I phoned him from my brick phone and arranged to meet him in town as I was on the bus. We met at the station, he had a shirt and tie, dress pants and shoes. I had jeans, a black Umbro t-shirt and trainers. Boy did we look like opposites. So we went to our regular to have a pint before his interview. We go upstairs, and the guy who has served us many times before is behind the bar. I ask for a bottle of Bud... he asks me for ID. Yes, the guy who has served me several times since I was 17 suddenly asks for ID, to prove I'm older than the last time he gave me alcohol. You may say it's because I was in trainers etc, but everytime I've been there during the day, I've nearly always been dressed exactly the same. No problem I say, as I pull out my wallet and flash my student ID in his face. Can't accept that he says. I tell him it's a photo of me, my name and my DOB, what more does he want? He says they're too easy to forge so they can't accept them... yeah, right, I went into college to have my photo taken by them (I'm clearly in a college room on the photo) then got a fake ID and stuck my picture on it. I still have my birth certificate in my wallet from my job interview a few weeks back, so I tell him I have that. He can't accept that either. I need a passport, a driver's liscence or something else (can't remember what he said, but I didn't have it)
Three forms of ID on me, my student ID, my birth certificate and my travel pass, plus the fact that I'm over 18 and have looked over 18 since I was 16, and I can't get a bloody pint. Surely the two IDs prove I am who I say I am, then the birth certificate proves when I was born (there can't be TWO people in Newcastle with my name, believe me, so it's obviously my certifcate) He says I can stay, but I need to go to the no smoking area and can't drink anything. He says my mate Fos (who flashed his provisional liscence) can drink, but I can't. So we walk out, go around the corner and I order a pint from the pub next door. I get it, no questions asked.
As we speak I am currently getting ready to go out down Whitley Bay, as my mate's interview went well and he has to go back tomorrow for a training day sort of thing (as far as I know, Denzel isn't involved) so we're going to celebrate (any excuse for a lash up) And I bet I don't get asked for ID
I'm still angry over it. In all my life I've only been asked for ID like three times, and all those times I was actually underage at the time, sometimes as young as 16. To get asked now, all these years later when I'm over the legal limit is an insult, especially when I've been going there for almost two years. Grr, stupid pubs clamping down on underage drinking by asking for ID from the people who are obviously old enough, and have proof of how old they are
Gonna enjoy my pints tonight, thinking of the money they missed out on by not serving me... stupid pub
Three forms of ID on me, my student ID, my birth certificate and my travel pass, plus the fact that I'm over 18 and have looked over 18 since I was 16, and I can't get a bloody pint. Surely the two IDs prove I am who I say I am, then the birth certificate proves when I was born (there can't be TWO people in Newcastle with my name, believe me, so it's obviously my certifcate) He says I can stay, but I need to go to the no smoking area and can't drink anything. He says my mate Fos (who flashed his provisional liscence) can drink, but I can't. So we walk out, go around the corner and I order a pint from the pub next door. I get it, no questions asked.
As we speak I am currently getting ready to go out down Whitley Bay, as my mate's interview went well and he has to go back tomorrow for a training day sort of thing (as far as I know, Denzel isn't involved) so we're going to celebrate (any excuse for a lash up) And I bet I don't get asked for ID
I'm still angry over it. In all my life I've only been asked for ID like three times, and all those times I was actually underage at the time, sometimes as young as 16. To get asked now, all these years later when I'm over the legal limit is an insult, especially when I've been going there for almost two years. Grr, stupid pubs clamping down on underage drinking by asking for ID from the people who are obviously old enough, and have proof of how old they are
Gonna enjoy my pints tonight, thinking of the money they missed out on by not serving me... stupid pub
The day I got my results, we were all out on the lash. Two of my posse got knocked back (despite being the two oldest in our group) so we hung around outside for a bit. It annoyed me to see the kids younger than me getting in just because they had ID and some of us didn't (they were IDing everyone, as they knew all the A2 kids who are only 16/17 would be out too)
hehe! Oh well, last time i got Id'd was 2 days before my 18th! typical! and never again since! but it didn't actually matter as the bouncer just ignored it. dodgy git!
I just got back from the night out. No problems whatsoever, except for the bar staff standing around talking instead of serving me. I was way behind my mates simply because I had to wait for ages. The usual leaning over the counter, tapping your money on it didn't work, neither did trying to ask as they walked past, as the music was stupidly loud
I'll laugh if I go back to Wetherspoons (where I got asked) and the same guy who asked me for ID served me without asking. I took my A level results out with me tonight, folded up in my back pocket, as they have my name and DOB on, and they'd be hard to forge. I think I'll keep them with me from now on, just in case, heh
I'll laugh if I go back to Wetherspoons (where I got asked) and the same guy who asked me for ID served me without asking. I took my A level results out with me tonight, folded up in my back pocket, as they have my name and DOB on, and they'd be hard to forge. I think I'll keep them with me from now on, just in case, heh
Heh something similar has happened to me before, the so called easiest bar to get served in my area and I got refused, I walk into another bar and walla, I get served no questions asked.
Never been refused when I was 18 though, although my mate was refused enterance to a nightclub because the bouncer wouldn't accept his ID, which was stupid as it was perfectly legible, it had it all, photo, name, date of birth. Gah.
Maybe it was because when he refused him before (he had no ID) we went round the back enterance where the bouncer knew us and let us right in, he found out later and he wasn't too happy about it. I reckon he has a vendetta. :)
Never been refused when I was 18 though, although my mate was refused enterance to a nightclub because the bouncer wouldn't accept his ID, which was stupid as it was perfectly legible, it had it all, photo, name, date of birth. Gah.
Maybe it was because when he refused him before (he had no ID) we went round the back enterance where the bouncer knew us and let us right in, he found out later and he wasn't too happy about it. I reckon he has a vendetta. :)
We love MoJo's stories, don't we peeps?
As i understand it, you can get a 3 grand fine for serving someone under 18 though.
Not the company, the barman.
That's why whenever i've done barwork i've been extremely careful. May be a long shot, but while 3 grand is no joke to anyone, it'd probably force me out of uni in my final year, into ridiculous amounts of debt with no more qualifications than any a-level graduate.
A long shot, but a risk that's definitely not worth taking.
Everyone will have slightly different circumstances, but it's still a lot of money, so i don't think you can blame anyone for being cautious.
Not the company, the barman.
That's why whenever i've done barwork i've been extremely careful. May be a long shot, but while 3 grand is no joke to anyone, it'd probably force me out of uni in my final year, into ridiculous amounts of debt with no more qualifications than any a-level graduate.
A long shot, but a risk that's definitely not worth taking.
Everyone will have slightly different circumstances, but it's still a lot of money, so i don't think you can blame anyone for being cautious.
On Wednesdays we get the afternoon off from the media course I'm on, which is great since it makes a 7 hour day only 3 hours. Anyway, after messing around in the park round the back of the college instead of working on a film, it was time to go. My mate Fos had a job interview for a company which is marketing FHM or something, so I phoned him from my brick phone and arranged to meet him in town as I was on the bus. We met at the station, he had a shirt and tie, dress pants and shoes. I had jeans, a black Umbro t-shirt and trainers. Boy did we look like opposites. So we went to our regular to have a pint before his interview. We go upstairs, and the guy who has served us many times before is behind the bar. I ask for a bottle of Bud... he asks me for ID. Yes, the guy who has served me several times since I was 17 suddenly asks for ID, to prove I'm older than the last time he gave me alcohol. You may say it's because I was in trainers etc, but everytime I've been there during the day, I've nearly always been dressed exactly the same. No problem I say, as I pull out my wallet and flash my student ID in his face. Can't accept that he says. I tell him it's a photo of me, my name and my DOB, what more does he want? He says they're too easy to forge so they can't accept them... yeah, right, I went into college to have my photo taken by them (I'm clearly in a college room on the photo) then got a fake ID and stuck my picture on it. I still have my birth certificate in my wallet from my job interview a few weeks back, so I tell him I have that. He can't accept that either. I need a passport, a driver's liscence or something else (can't remember what he said, but I didn't have it)
Three forms of ID on me, my student ID, my birth certificate and my travel pass, plus the fact that I'm over 18 and have looked over 18 since I was 16, and I can't get a bloody pint. Surely the two IDs prove I am who I say I am, then the birth certificate proves when I was born (there can't be TWO people in Newcastle with my name, believe me, so it's obviously my certifcate) He says I can stay, but I need to go to the no smoking area and can't drink anything. He says my mate Fos (who flashed his provisional liscence) can drink, but I can't. So we walk out, go around the corner and I order a pint from the pub next door. I get it, no questions asked.
As we speak I am currently getting ready to go out down Whitley Bay, as my mate's interview went well and he has to go back tomorrow for a training day sort of thing (as far as I know, Denzel isn't involved) so we're going to celebrate (any excuse for a lash up) And I bet I don't get asked for ID
I'm still angry over it. In all my life I've only been asked for ID like three times, and all those times I was actually underage at the time, sometimes as young as 16. To get asked now, all these years later when I'm over the legal limit is an insult, especially when I've been going there for almost two years. Grr, stupid pubs clamping down on underage drinking by asking for ID from the people who are obviously old enough, and have proof of how old they are
Gonna enjoy my pints tonight, thinking of the money they missed out on by not serving me... stupid pub
Three forms of ID on me, my student ID, my birth certificate and my travel pass, plus the fact that I'm over 18 and have looked over 18 since I was 16, and I can't get a bloody pint. Surely the two IDs prove I am who I say I am, then the birth certificate proves when I was born (there can't be TWO people in Newcastle with my name, believe me, so it's obviously my certifcate) He says I can stay, but I need to go to the no smoking area and can't drink anything. He says my mate Fos (who flashed his provisional liscence) can drink, but I can't. So we walk out, go around the corner and I order a pint from the pub next door. I get it, no questions asked.
As we speak I am currently getting ready to go out down Whitley Bay, as my mate's interview went well and he has to go back tomorrow for a training day sort of thing (as far as I know, Denzel isn't involved) so we're going to celebrate (any excuse for a lash up) And I bet I don't get asked for ID
I'm still angry over it. In all my life I've only been asked for ID like three times, and all those times I was actually underage at the time, sometimes as young as 16. To get asked now, all these years later when I'm over the legal limit is an insult, especially when I've been going there for almost two years. Grr, stupid pubs clamping down on underage drinking by asking for ID from the people who are obviously old enough, and have proof of how old they are
Gonna enjoy my pints tonight, thinking of the money they missed out on by not serving me... stupid pub