So, some things you should know before getting into this story: my fake is relatively new, and after the confidence boost I gained from using it at four bars (as explained in part one), I felt like I could get away with anything. So I went to a pretty small country music festival in California called Pozo Stampede.
Needless to say we were tailgating before going in, and my goal was to drink as much as possible before walking into the one-time-entry venue, to avoid buying $12 cups of beer.
With alcohol and confidence surging through my veins, I chugged my last screwdriver and walked in.
My best friend, who also has a fake from Florida, went in before me and got a wristband no problem. So, I walk up to the guy with the shortest line and when he gets to me he takes my ID and just fucking stares at it. He asks me to take my sunglasses off, which I didn't think much of because I had blonder hair in the ID photo. He then asks me my name, and literally every. Other. Question. That could be asked on the ID. I'm talking name, city, address, birthday, age, zip code and even the fucking state.Thank god I had spent a good chunk of my time memorizing all the details.
He then asked me to see an alternate form of ID and I gave him my debit card with my name on it. He keeps flipping the ID around as he asked me something like, "How old are you? You have one chance." I confidently stated 21. He then asks if he took it up to the cops (who were standing about 20 feet away) if they would think anything of it. I replied no, and acted confused. He's like, "Okay, why are you in California?" "Um, I go to school here." "What year are you in school?" "I'm a senior."
Finally after asking me literally everything. He goes, "You know what I hate about these Florida ones?"
Him *picking at the sticker, which if you look close enough you can see on the white card and that's how you can tell it's fake AF* "You can just peel this sticker right off."
SOURCE: Molly McNerlin
But to my surprise, he hands my fake back to me and goes, "You know what, I really admire your confidence and your enthusiasm, so I'm going to go ahead and give you a wristband."
No fucking way.
I thanked him and went in and bought myself a $12 beer as a reward. So, a tip for all of you with fakes, fake it till you make it and confidence is fucking key. And for guys like that wristband guy, thank you for being a team player because the struggle of being a youngin' is fucking real.
Also, Florida is the cheapest ID on ID God so I have no idea if the others are better than these, but I'm assuming they are since they are $100+ and mine was $50 for two copies and I have had some fun with it. P.S. they're scannable and black-light-friendly, the only obvious thing that shows it's fake is that sticker, and that the scan bar is upside down on the back (but no one ever notices that).