so yeah. i got ID'd AGAIN last night. In a goddamn wetherspoons.

It went down something like this.

me - hi, can i have a pint of fosters and half a cider and black please?
bitch - do you have any ID on you?
me - i'm 23. i have a maestro?
bitch - you need to show a passport or drivers license.
me - ok. erm, can i have the fosters *nodding at tom* and a coke?
bitch - if you don't have ID you need to leave the premises.
me *gobsmacked*

WHAT. THE. FUCK.