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I wish it was because I looked too young, but cripes I'll be 56 this month and I have gray hair and wrinkles. You saw me, I think....do I look too young to be in there? I guess I'll rant here for those close to the situation to review...
I'd been there 4 hours playing Change some 9ball. He went to smoke and I went to move my car from the middle of the lot now that things had died down. When I came back this tall guy ids me at the age line. I didn't believe he was a real security guy as he looked too young. I asked who he was, he told me (I felt like laughing---I thought his shirt was a fashion statement...really), I help up my ID and he said OK, without even looking at it, so he obviously knew I wasn't too young to be in there. He was throwing his weight around just cuz he could, imho.
So, why the id request, then? What good did it do? What? am I from another planet? what, do I need papers to play pool now? wtf!?!
So, I'm telling Chang about it while pointing at the guy. We're in the middle of a match, I'm up three games (only $5 a game, but I haven't gambled in years so I actually felt motivated to play! i'm thinking, boy I'm coming back here and competing this summer, this is just what I need.), I get down to break and I hear someone talking close to me.. I finally think, what the hell, and stand up. There is that same tall skinny "security" kid getting into my face (!!!) asking me if I have problem from getting IDed! Right as I'm about to break! He's sharking me!
So, I stand up and say, "Are you talking to me?" in a (naturally) pissy voice as he is interrupting our play and wasting our table time, etc. He gives me shit (You got a problem? in a pig kinda way) so I say, Yeah I got a problem---I'm 55 years old, fug you. You don't need to see my id (remember he already saw it per his request...that is, I COMPLIED WITH HIS REQUEST ALREADY, so what's HIS problem?)
Everybody's gotta show their id (as per Jason's post, they don't and I figured such) he says again, followed by What's your problem with that? I said, This is America. You know what the little neo-nazi says? He says "So what?" That is the straw that broke the camel's back.
So what?!?, says I, followed by a series of FUG YOU (repeated about 10 times as I packed up my stuff).
I threw Chang $20 for table time, told him to forget the bets and stomped out the door. We were planning on staying till 2 and spending money.
Jon, you can't let this control-freak ***** ruin your business like that. You'd better train theses guys a little better or you'll lose business, for sure. I play pool to get away from the control-freaks, not to engage 'em.
When I got home, I became very sad that the fascist mentality is so programmed into people these days...what the hell is America becoming when a 55 year old can't play pool without showing his papers to some young little brown shirt!?
Sieg Heil,
Jeff Livingston
Wow, sounds like the guy has a real chip on his shoulder to confront you at the table over something like that....not good.