Graduation Sunday. Two guys in polos come up to the door. Both were way
too drunk to come in. I asked for their ID to see how their motor
skills were.  The guy in back was wobbling and falling asleep.  I told
them I couldn’t let them in tonight and they said it was BS and called
me a piece of ****.  I agreed. He finally left.

They came back later and tried to sneak in. I busted them.