June142008
There are no laws in Queens.
- Two weeks ago:
- Manhattan bouncer: ID, please?
- Me: [hands over badly-laminated fake, my hands shaking] Here you go.
- Manhattan bouncer: What's your zipcode?
- Me: Ahh... you know, can I just have it back and leave? No harm done.
- Manhattan bouncer: I'll tell you where you can get it back. At 2:30 AM, go to the Ninth Precinct. They will have your ID, and they will give it back to you, and issue you a ticket.
- Last night:
- Queens bouncer: ID, please?
- Me: [digging into purse] Actually, sir, I forgot my wallet.
- Queens bouncer: Eh... that's fine. Come on in.
- Me: Thanks!
- Queens bouncer: Wait... are you 21?
- Me: Yes.
- Queens bouncer: Yeah, come on in.