Dave took a break from tending bar and was hanging out on one of the benches for a few minutes with his wife.ÂÂ
Joe was working the door and came over to ask Dave a very important question.
Joe:  Hey Dave there’s a girl at the door who can’t find her ID.
Dave: Well if they don’t have an ID, they can’t come in.ÂÂ
Rule #1 of the door, typically learned on the first day of the job.ÂÂ
“The Factor” strikes again.
It’s like that dude Spike that used to work at the bar. I ordered an Amaretto Sour and he asked what was in it. Ummmm… Amaretto and sour, maybe? But Joe has his good qualities, too!
perhaps the better question is what were you doing ordering an amaretto sour?
manly drink, right there.
Naturally I was ordering for the ladies! As a gentleman should… I had the Shirley Temple with a twist.
If they keep nagging me about getting in and they don’t have an ID I tell Dave and he says “Can’t let you in without ID†then they leave… I leaned on my first day if people wont listen to you they’ll listen to Dave.