So I was working the door at the Triple Rock Social Club like I did many nights. The usual cadre of regulars and tourists were filtering through the door. As like most door guys I never looked at the name on the ID, I looked at the picture, the birth date, the expiration date, and to see if there were any restrictions on the card.
group of, say, 8 or 9 people came to the door at once. I could tell
almost right away that they were not all together as a single group, but
they had just happened to come to the door at the same time.
checking the IDs of the people I didn't personally know. In the middle
of the group was a short-ish guy, probably 5'5" or 5'6", with
shoulder-length curly brown hair and wearing a shitty old white baseball
cap. I notice that he has a California drivers license, he was born in
(about) 1974, and that the license was still valid. I handed it back to
him and waved the next person in line up to the door and continued
checking everyone's ID cards.
When that was done I went back to reading
the magazine I had in front of me.
About 20 minutes later one of the
regulars at the Trock came up to me and said "I can't believe you carded
I said "Who? Point him out", and the regular pointed to the guy
with the shoulder length curly hair from California.
I said "Yeah, I
carded him, I've never seen him in here before." To which the regular
told me "That's Billy Joe Armstrong from Green Day! I can't believe you
I again reiterated that I didn't know who the guy
was, had never seen him in the bar before and carded him like I do