Cue Beverly Hillbillies theme music here...
Okay, so I know how you're all thinking that Japan is sometimes fucked up in its weirdness, but check out this bit of local stupidity, courtesy of a bar in Fargo, ND. I guess, if you see that it's from Fargo, you'll just automatically know that it's messed up anyway.
So here's the situation...Hanae and I went to meet a friend at a bar called Playmakers in Fargo. We were in there about 2 months ago, and there were no problems. We've been to many bars in the area, because frankly, I like to fucking drink. Hanae is always getting hassled about her ID, which is Japanese, so she had always carried a copy of her passport with her. She got hassled for that as well, so she has lately taken to carrying her passport with her. This is a pain, but something she can live with. However, tonight the people at Playmakers told us that they don't accept passports as forms of ID!! WHAT IN THE LIVING HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!?
I can see not accepting a paper copy of a passport, but the ACTUAL PASSPORT?? I asked to speak to the manager, and she came and verified that they don't accept passports as ID. Hanae then showed them her Japanese ID, since they said they need a drivers license or something like it. They said they couldn't read it (duh) and that it was useless. I showed them mine, so that they could make a comparison. They were too bone-headed to even bother looking. So I asked them why a passport was good enough to get into the FUCKING COUNTRY, but not good enough to get into Playmakers bar. They said that people often made copies of passports (I wonder when their last case of that happened). Oh - apparently, they haven't heard about the kids making fake IDs for the past uhhh...what is it? 50 FUCKING YEARS??? They then (mistakenly) told me that she could get an ID from the state of ND (as a tourist, she can't). I laughed at them, and told them to fuck themselves.
We went and spent our money at another bar that had a little more class (and only looked at her passport for a couple minutes before telling her that it was probably okay, and that she could drink a beer there). Fuck me. North Da-fucking-kota. And they wonder why they have the lowest tourism in the entire 50 states...
Fuckin' Rednecks!
So here's the situation...Hanae and I went to meet a friend at a bar called Playmakers in Fargo. We were in there about 2 months ago, and there were no problems. We've been to many bars in the area, because frankly, I like to fucking drink. Hanae is always getting hassled about her ID, which is Japanese, so she had always carried a copy of her passport with her. She got hassled for that as well, so she has lately taken to carrying her passport with her. This is a pain, but something she can live with. However, tonight the people at Playmakers told us that they don't accept passports as forms of ID!! WHAT IN THE LIVING HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!?
I can see not accepting a paper copy of a passport, but the ACTUAL PASSPORT?? I asked to speak to the manager, and she came and verified that they don't accept passports as ID. Hanae then showed them her Japanese ID, since they said they need a drivers license or something like it. They said they couldn't read it (duh) and that it was useless. I showed them mine, so that they could make a comparison. They were too bone-headed to even bother looking. So I asked them why a passport was good enough to get into the FUCKING COUNTRY, but not good enough to get into Playmakers bar. They said that people often made copies of passports (I wonder when their last case of that happened). Oh - apparently, they haven't heard about the kids making fake IDs for the past uhhh...what is it? 50 FUCKING YEARS??? They then (mistakenly) told me that she could get an ID from the state of ND (as a tourist, she can't). I laughed at them, and told them to fuck themselves.
We went and spent our money at another bar that had a little more class (and only looked at her passport for a couple minutes before telling her that it was probably okay, and that she could drink a beer there). Fuck me. North Da-fucking-kota. And they wonder why they have the lowest tourism in the entire 50 states...
Fuckin' Rednecks!
posted by spookydonkey at 12:38 AM
10 Comments:
Its like you never left the inaka. Inbred Jed instead of three-toe Sakamoto. Drink one for me. Ask the U Dub if they need anyone else, hell I can pack up my shit and be there in like 15 hours. . .
The Tsar
You got it Pal! The masked avengers will ride again! Yeah, I guess the inaka is the same wherever you go...except the people in this particular inaka sit on their porches with shotguns, perhaps just to accent their own stupidity. Still, I thought we were beyond that in the states...guess not.
Can Leo get me any spanking porn (naughty schoolgirls type stuff)? Uh, its for a friend . . .
All you have to do is ask, my friend. He works in the porn warehouse too, so he can get "your friend" anything s/he wants!
or you can download it from
pure tna using bitorrent.
oh yeah, fuck the yokels did you see that shit in Toledo; damn! It's almost more sane to stay here where I can anticipate the stupidity.
rex
Or bearshare, but it's probably faster with bit torrent. Can you ever really anticipate stupidity? I mean, sure sometimes they're slow, but...oh wait, yeah you can. Never mind.
oh my goodness!! You've gotta be kidding me!! hee hee rednecks.. we can never get enough of the jokes from them :)
Awaiting in the front yard, sittin on a log,
a single-shot rifle and a one-eyed dog. . .
Yonder come a kinfolk in the moonlight, North Dakota and a saturday night . . .
Billy-bob and his brother Jack, belly full of beer and a possum in the sack,
15 kids in the front porch light . . .
You might be a redneck if you know what song that diatribe was adapted from.
-The Tsar
Donkey, getcher ass back to Kags. This weekend is dragonboat racing in nejime. We can get Mir-mir and Pinko on our team, and whack em over the head if they dont row fast enough. Like old times man. Natsukashii, natsukashii.v Whaddya say?
The Tsar
Damn, I was just talking about the dragonboat races with my new landlord...that's right, the donkey has found himself an apartment, and a bad-ass one at that.
Anyway, that's a topic for another day. That's a fair idea about whackin' em over the head, but I say we do it even if they do a good job. Just for fun. You know?
Spooky D.
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