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| quote: | Originally posted by philippe
Security at TiC was kind of a joke, IMO. Seems that just about anything goes in Vegas! |
Oh boy, now I get to tell my TiC Security story of the night:
I show up and proceed towards the cops checking IDs before letting people into the arena. I hand the cop my ID just like I always do when I'm carded. For those who haven't met me, I'm an unbelievably polite person.
The cop took one look at my ID and said "This isn't him."
... what?
He hands the ID to his cop partner next to him and his partner says "Nope, that isn't him."
At this point I cannot believe what I am hearing. I turn 26 next month and I certainly do not look under 21. Never in my almost-10-years of owning a drivers license have I been told I wasn't the person in my license photograph. My hair has never changed color and has only fluctuated between ~2 inches and ~5 inches in length. The only thing that really changes is that sometimes I am wearing glasses.
My mind is racing, because this is just such a ridiculous situation. I say "Wait, are you serious? Can you just scan my ID or something?" Which, in hindsight, was a stupid thing to say because that wouldn't prove I was the person in the photo on the license -- but still, what should I have done?
They asked me what my birthday was, which I gave immediately. Then he asked what my address was.. now here's where it gets shitty. I moved 4 months ago, but I haven't been a good California resident and updated my license, and since my mind is racing with "you have got to be fucking kidding me" flashing before my eyes every 2 seconds, I brain farted. It took me about 30 seconds to recite my old address in its entirity including the zipcode.
Still, they were not convinced.
Here's where it gets even STUPIDER. My license picture was taken when I was 16 -- about 2 days after my birthday. The cop was pointing to my license saying (with a totally straight face) "The person in this picture looks to be about 30 and you don't look 30."
I totally segfaulted. I was absolutely dumbfounded. I had no fucking idea what to say at that point. I mean, my license even says I was born in 1980, so the person in the picture couldn't possibly be 30. Everyone I asked after the incident says I look about 16 in my photo. This cop was seriously on crack.
So he starts to tell me I can't come in because I "obviously have someone else's ID." Then as I stare at him open-mouthed and in utter disbelief, he asks if I have another form of ID that doesn't need to have a picture. Thank GOD I happened to take a credit card out of my wallet and brought it with me (I don't bring my wallet to big events). He checked the name and let me enter.
But seriously -- if I had not had a credit card, it was very obvious he wasn't going to let me into the event even though my ID was actually mine. I'm still utterly confused when thinking about what transpired because I don't know what course of action I could have taken if he 1) refused to let me in, or 2) confiscated my license... other than calling the police department and asking for another unit to come by so I can file a complaint/claim......
Sorry for being so long-winded... everyone with me was shocked beyond belief too  What a stupid beginning to what turned out to be a phenomenal night!
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I finally get to see the midnight stuff I missed 
