Flashing a Passport to Get Into a Bar

Lucky me, my wallet (with all my IDs, credit cards, cash, etc.) was stolen a few weeks ago. Sure, getting the call that my Amex was being charged at Louis Vuitton sucked and sure, having to prove that I didn't write checks to Gucci for thousands of dollars sucked but, what I wasn't ready for, was the awkwardness of getting carded at the front door of a bar ... and having to flash my passport (with my totally sweet 10th grade photo).

I mean, hey, a stolen drivers liscense wasn't going to stop me from hitting up happy hour.  Of course, my friends don't want to go out with me again until my new ID is sent but come on, the confused look on the bouncer's face was an unexpected perk.