“We Take the Fake ID”

Last Saturday night, I was waiting at a bar for my friend because I was caught in a sudden heavy rain. The bar was so crowded that day due to the terrible weather or its fame. After 10 minutes, Qing showed up but the waiter at the door took her ID angrily and claimed that it was a fake ID. Qing and I were astonished and explained that it was actually an international driver’s license, which was issued by the Hong Kong government. However, the waiter did not listen and asked us whether to go away or find a cop to prove that the ID was true.

Qing and I were shocked and wondered how a stranger could take such an important ID, without any justified reason, and made it like it’s our fault. Our mind suddenly went black. Two Chinese guys in the bar were friendly to offer us a hand. They talked to the waiter, but then the talking became arguing, and they even picked up a fight. “Oh no. Stop, please. Let’s find another way.” said my Qing, helplessly. We tried to look for a police station but there was no one nearby. The rain became heavier and heavier, we stood under a very tiny roof, taking shelter from the rain. “How about dialing 911?” I suggested. “Yeah…maybe we can.” Said Qing. Suddenly, there was a police car stopping at the crossroad. Without a thought, Qing ran into the car and knocked the window hardly, trying to tell the police what happened. I could not speak a word but felt everything was so dramatic. Qing was standing in the heavy rain, while the police officer seemed unwillingly to roll down the window. And all the cars surrounded were not dare to move even though the green light was on. Qing walked back to me, “He said he could not leave the car because he was on duty. And you know what? I saw a criminal with handcuff in the back seat!” “Wow!” I could not help feeling excited. After a little while of chatting, we took out our phones, ready to dial 911. At that time, the boss of the bar came to us, “I did not mean to take your ID. I’ll let him explain why the ID was fake.” What’s ridiculous was that, this time, the waiter could not tell it was fake! “What the …” shouted the Qing. The boss felt embarrassed and made a sincere apology. “Well, you ruined our night.” said Qing. “Please don’t be that. I’m so sorry. Let me buy you a drink!” the boss invited us to come inside and introduced his wife to us.

We were a little drunk when we were on our way back home, and we could not help bursting into laughter because the whole thing was so funny and Qing got her ID back!