I got a job as a bouncer after I got out of the service back in '93; chicks would get mad at me when I worked the door if I didn't ask them for ID. This one time two women were flirting with me and another bouncer; one asked how old they looked. I said "I don't know...29, 30?" She got pissed, showed me her ID. She had just turned 21. How was I supposed to know? Wasn't my fault the chick looked like five miles of bad road.