I was out last night (fancy that), and as can be expected when you order a Guiness Stout, I was asked for my ID. What happened next was interesting, to say the least.
The gal who asked for the ID disappeared with it. Turns out, she was off swiping on an “ID Check” system. Never said she was going to do it either. I wasn’t boarding a plane, getting a concealed weapons permit, or applying to adopt a child. I was buying a fricken beer.
The manager showed up a few minutes later (actually, we found him lingering around behind us, attempting to eavesdrop on our unrelated conversation). His excuse was the system was “the law,” comparing the process to what happens at the neighborhood strip club (which I don’t go to, but obviously he does). No apology for the blatant lack of disclosure was given.
I guess you can’t have a drink anymore without someone watching. And I am still looking for that “law.”
UPDATE: More on ID swipes and concerns.