I remember pissing myself laughing when I heard that
my friend went down to the Post Office to fill in a form of some kind, and needed proof of who he was. They wanted a gas bill or a driver license. He didn't drive, and didn't have a gas bill (because his parents paid it) so he proceeded to pull out every item in his wallet to prove who he was - his Student Card, Student Residency Card, NUS Card and bus pass (which all had his pictures on), his debit and credit cards, etc.

The woman behind the till, who was about 40, replied that he didn't look like the man on those cards. This would be fine if he didn't have a mohican in both real life and the photos (granted, they were different colours), as well as around a dozen piercings in his head.

So, he had to go home and pick up a student finance letter to prove he was who he said he was. After waiting in the queue for half an hour, he walked over to the counter (which was the only one left open), only for the woman to say "Sorry, counter closed" before he could hand the form in that an hour's round trip had given him.

He was escorted out by two security guards after throwing the RNLI charity box through the window.
( TGP on the rock 'n' roll, Sun 15 May 2005, 17:31, Reply)