Today I went to Star City. No, not for the pokies, but for a drink (mocca coffee, that is). Security stopped me at the escalators and asked for some identification. Whoa! "Do you think I'm underage?" "You should be happy." I showed him my driver license. Still not convinced, he asked for my age. The nerve of the guy!
Monday, May 9, 2005
Too Young for the Casino
Today I went to Star City. No, not for the pokies, but for a drink (mocca coffee, that is). Security stopped me at the escalators and asked for some identification. Whoa! "Do you think I'm underage?" "You should be happy." I showed him my driver license. Still not convinced, he asked for my age. The nerve of the guy!
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You should profusely thank him for that!
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