It was PG-13…
I’m 19 years old.
He looked about 20-22, a real smartass prick, and there were a few kids my age standing around.
waves goodbye to self esteem
It was PG-13…
I’m 19 years old.
He looked about 20-22, a real smartass prick, and there were a few kids my age standing around.
waves goodbye to self esteem
Hehe, one day you’ll brag about things like this. Unless the guy was just being an ass? Did he truly think you were too young, or was he being a jerk? Don’t let it get you down anyway, it’s his problem, not yours.
I am 26 and still get carded for R rated movies, despite the sign that says they card people 25 and under.
Maybe that was his method of getting dates?
People like compliments.
Being perky like uh twelve year old is uh good I guess.
Im going to go take a bath now.
Complimenting a 30 year old woman by guessing that she’s 20 is one thing. But saying a 19 year old woman looks like a pre-teen? And as a compliment? That’s really creepy.
There’s no other choice … he will have to be killed.
“I find your demeanor insulting, and your attitude unacceptable. Where’s your manager? I want to talk to him, and nobody’s getting past me until I do.”
I was once at a theater that was just across a parking lot from a grocery store. I go up and ask for a ticket to an R-rated movie (don’t remember which one). The girl behind the counter, who looks maybe sixteen, asks for ID.
“I could go next door and buy beer,” I snapped, as I pulled it out. I was 21.
I don’t mind getting carded for stuff where it’s 21 and up, but 17???
I’m sixteen. I don’t get carded for movies.
Must be the beard.
Sometimes you just look young. When I worked at a theater I asked a gal if she was over 17 and she blurted she was 23. Well considering she was wearing pink overalls and wearing her hair in pigtails I pretty much think it was an honest mistake. I hardly think it’s a “call the manager” issue.
slight hijack:
Is it a crime for the theatre to allow someone under 18 to see an R rated movie?
End hijack
The drinking age here is 19. I’m 32 and sometimes still get carded.
Maybe the ticket-taker had been given some kind of goofy ass “quota” because there had been complaints. In highschool, a friend of mine worked in a movie theatre that had three screens (you do NOT want to hear the popcorn horror stories). One day when someone complained about a bunch of kids too young to be in one movie (IIRC, they had bought tickets for a PG-13 flick, but went into the R-rated theatre).
So too “clamp down” :rolleyes: the manager had the ticket-takers ask one person in every group of teens. Didn’t matter if the teen looked 40, the ticket-taker had to ask one teen in every herd that went in.
It didn’t solve the problem, because once you got past the one ticket-taker you could still go in to any of the theatres. This was a small place that really wasn’t set up in a way that could have impeded the sneaky kids from switching from the PG screen to the R-rated one. Well, not unless he got an usher that wasn’t 16 himself (hard to have any authority when you are the same age as the kids who think you are a loser in your polyester usher outfit and are too young yourself to be in the the theatre that’s screening the flick.)
I’m older than 35 and when I don’t wear my glasses I still get carded.
Of course, I still have the acne I had as a teenager. :mad:
Nope. MPAA ratings are voluntarily (and rather sparingly) enforced by theaters.
Yes, we do!
I used to be able to get into bars at 15 without being asked for ID. The first time I was ever asked was after I had turned 18 (the legal age at the time). But the most bizarre thing that’s happened along this line was not long after I moved to the US, I went to the store to buy some tobacco, and was asked for my ID. I was 43.
Just to make you feel better, I’ve been going to see films with an ‘18’ certificate since I was 14, and never got asked for i.d. And I’ve been a regular at a pub since I was 16, never got carded there either.
The guy who asked you for i.d was probably just taking the piss.
I’m pretty sure Soapbox Monkey is a guy.
I think a proper comment to the ticket-taker would have been “I bought the freakin’ ticket, didn’t I?”
Yes, I am. Which made it more of an insult. I’m already sensitive enough about…umm…EVERYTHING about me.