Minor: I'd like some quarters, please.
Me: Can I see your I.D.?
Minor: Oh, I'm only 18. I'm not going to gamble with it, I just need some quarters for the arcade.
Me: I'm sorry, I can't do transactions with minors. If you go to the hotel front desk, they can help you.
Minor: But what if I'm from California and you can gamble when you're 18 there?
Me: Well, this isn't California. You're going to have to go to the front desk.
Minor: Lame.
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