I seriously hate fats. Ruined my saturday. Hello so one of my bosses is moving to florida and yesterday was her last day so she setup a bar meet around 6pm for all of the models to come drink and see her off. I'm 22. I still have my ID from the previous state I lived in. Occasionally I get idiots telling me they've never see an id like this before and they legitimately have to check if its real. Usually by looking up if the state is even real! So I walk in. I see my boss. I immediately give her a hug. one of my friends who also does the same job is there and she comes and hugs me too. Next thing I hear "I need to see your ID" from a fat fucking bartender. I'm like okay whatever. I hand him my ID.   He stares at it close to a light and says "Its fake."  Me: Its not fake. Friend: Its not fake, we go to night clubs and other bars all the time together. Fat fuck: Even if its not fake you can't be in here anyway. It says you were born in 98. Me: You can't read. I was born in 1994. It says so right there. Fat fuck: Well its hard to read so it must be fake. Me: .........what? MY boss is sitting right there, you can ask her fucks sake. Fat Fuck: Don't care. Can't have you in here. Leave. So I had to tell my boss goodbye in less then 10 minutes :( I seriously hate fats so god damn much. IT not only couldn't read, but i'm pretty sure it just didn't want to admit it didn't know where I previously lived even existed.