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Stories and experiences using fake ID
Bit of a repeat of Wilk's story.

A friend of mine turns eighteen soon and the guy LOVES Jager, so I buy him a birthday card and go up to the counter and say
"Ahhh you got any Jagermeister mate?" he smiles and says yes, puts it down, scans it and it goes bleep as if it's asking to check for proof of age. He dismisses it and sells me the booze.

Drove to Morrisons for a meal deal because they are the undisputed king of meal deals like it's acc so good value, so got me food and the guy obviously fucking ID's me for the monster. I love it lol. Gave him the ol' g0d and he smiled and agreed about how ridiculous it all was.
One time I was buying some booze, had been working all night and this was 11:00 in the morning. So fucking tired I give the guy my real DL. He spends a solid minute bending it, scratching the surname, inspecting the holo (he may have just been putting on a show for the CCTV idk), flipping it over but then neglects to actually calculate my age from my real DOB, gives me the booze and the ID back and says have a good day.

Was shitting myself he'd break my g0d, but only realised my mistake once he gave me the ID back lol.
Runin28 wrote:
Sun May 20, 2018 7:48 pm
One time I was buying some booze, had been working all night and this was 11:00 in the morning. So fucking tired I give the guy my real DL. He spends a solid minute bending it, scratching the surname, inspecting the holo (he may have just been putting on a show for the CCTV idk), flipping it over but then neglects to actually calculate my age from my real DOB, gives me the booze and the ID back and says have a good day.

Was shitting myself he'd break my g0d, but only realised my mistake once he gave me the ID back lol.
I handed 2 IDs over to a bloke at the coop once when buying some fags (my UK Fakes and my provisional). Luckily the guy is sound and knew i was using fake anyways (I went from being 16 buying scratchcards to 18 and buying overnight fags lol), but Steve let it slide (he gave 0 fucks, was always a legend), I'd walk in and buy 4 different brands of fags for the bois and he wouldn't even flinch. Was very friendly with him as used to go in all the time and have a chit chat (probably brightened his pretty miserable day a little).

Don't get me wrong the seconds that followed were awkward as fuck, my provisional flopped on the table and I grabbed it mumbling 'oh fuck that's the wrong one'. His little smile as he said 'wrong one eh' as he proceeded to fetch my fags was priceless. good times.

Also in case anyone was wondering, he would only ID me if his managers were about else he'd be in the shit, which I can respect.
First time I ever saw a fake in the flesh was with a mate quite a bit older than myself at the time, it was an "international motorcycle permit" or something - looked like something from Superbad. It had been bought in about 2010 by his older brother.

He was super cocky (the ID made him 23), handed the ID over (I was at the counter with him) and without even taking another breath, the guy in the offie proceeded to writing "FAKE" in tippex on the card and handing it back with an evil smile on his cunty little face. The most amusing part of the story is that the tippex didn't stop us getting booze as we went down the road on the bus, got IDed again in a well-known-to-be-lenient shop, presented that and got served lol.