I went to Trinity for the first time a few days ago for a DMC event. At the door, my roommate presented a recently expired WA ID to the doorman, a stocky black man who was about 5'10" and in his early 30s. He obviously had no plan on letting us in anyway. He laughed in my roommates face, and asked for alternate ID. My roommate obliged by providing his passport card. The doormans eyes widened with a look of being puzzled, and dumbfounded. He called a manager out via earpiece to inspect the passport ID. The 1st manager came out. A short hispanic man with a buzz-cut, and an unnatural looking steroid body. He looked at the card, and struggled, with many pauses, to say "N-n-no. We only accept the passport book. Sorry" My roommate calmly disputed the ordeal, I approached the doorman with my ID. His eyes grazed over the card, and he immediately started flipping it over, and looking at the back and front. He would look up at me every so often with a disrespectful smirk. Before I asked him what the issue was (which I already expected), he was already on his earpiece calling another manager out. A second manager abruptly came out the front door. He is a tall middle-aged white man who looked mid/late 40s, with dirty blonde hair, a hook nose, and what appeared to be many fillings and/or crowns, when he spoke. He looked briefly at the ID without even a flashlight, shook his head, said "No.", and went inside. I disputed with the doorman, who brought the white manager out again. I asked what the issue was, and he said "I'm not letting you in. This could be fake." I asked him if he knew what he was looking for, and he said "Yeah, its gonna be a No, I'm not letting you in.", and returned inside. I looked at the doorman, and said "That's fucked up", to which he Maury-show style responded to me "Don't curse at me. Don't curse at me. Don't curse at me.". I apologized for cursing, and asked if he could bring a manager out to dispute the issue. He obliged, and moments later, a 3rd manager was brought out. This manager was a short chubby asian man with glasses and spiked hair, who appeared to be in his late 20s/early 30s. He asked what the problem was, with a rude tone of voice, while looking down and texting. I disputed the Ohio ID issue, and how it was unfair. He asked to see it. I showed him, and he said, "Yeah. This looks fake because it looks like it has a sticker on top of it." I asked him what he meant. He said "It looks like a clear sticker on the whole thing." Thats when I explained what lamination is. I then proceeded to show him the watermark hologram on the ID. My roommate showed him a photo of the current Ohio ID, and the manager also Maury-style, responded, "Thats just a picture, though. Thats just a picture. I mean, it's just a picture, though. Bro, I cant do anything with that, it's just a picture.". I told him that it was completely unfair. he then let out a disgruntled sigh, and looked over at the first manager who was chatting with the doorman, and told him to get the book of state IDs, so that he could check mine. That manager got on his earpiece, and then the second manager came out without the book, and said unnaturally loudly, "Is it the Ohio one?", and looked over, and made eye contact with me, and said "Yeah I already said no on that."
I responded by saying "You were called out to get the book to dispute this with the book. Both of these two managers called you out here to get the book, and you won't. That is unfair." He said, "I'm sorry you feel that way, but it's my call, and I say you're not getting in." I asked why again, but this time I got a blank stare, and no response. I asked him "If you believe this to be fake, tell me what constitutes as a valid Ohio ID?" He smirked and said "Well, I guess you are just going to have to go back to Ohio then, and ask them."
At that point, I turned around and left. Through the entire duration of the dispute, swarms of people were let in, and some were even dapped up, and let in without showing ID. All three managers were outside at this point. Between those three managers in such close proximity, the only thing that they managed was rudeness, discrimination, and illogical responses (when they would actually respond). I caught on very quickly that neither myself or my roommate fit the crowd or demographic of the venue. I am a heavily modified white male in my early 20s, and my roommate is black male in his late 30s. After figuring out their main demographic, as well as reading the countless negative reviews about them for these sorts of things. After going on their photography page, it's very clear that they have a certain aesthetic standard that they try to maintain, by any prejudice necessary, with very few people peppered in outside of the demographic, most likely for the sake of political correctness, and whatever generic outdated PR formula they still use.
Trinity is just a dirty, unethical and discriminatory 3 star club. Shame on all of you. read more