Back when I was 17, my friend and I both payed for non-legit SS cards. I was working at Micky D's for about a year, and then my boss told me of a letter she received, stating that my name and number didn't match. She asked me if I was one of those who can't work. I got scared, hesitated a bit, and then told her I was. She smiled, looked kinda sad, and we moved on, without me getting fired.