hello, lovely

y’all.

Joe and I were at the store today after work. We bought NyQuil because he’s been a little sick, and I got myself some Drumsticks because they sounded tasty. We went to self check-out because there was no line there, and DUDE. You guys, I got CARDED. FOR BUYING NYQUIL.

I didn’t even know what was happening!! The guy came up to the register, and I just showed him what I was buying, and I thought I heard him say something about me not looking that old, and then I’m like, so what do I need to do? And he goes “Oh, that’s for me.” So I’m looking at him like “okay, so do something about it.” and he goes, “it’s for 30 or older.” And then it clicked that hello, show him your driver’s license. HE COULD HAVE SAID, “Can I please see your ID?” The screen doesn’t say “SHOW THE CASHIER YOUR ID.” It says “APPROVAL NEEDED.”

Honestly, typing this up is sort of pissing me off. I don’t care that I got carded. The guy’s just doing his job by checking IDs (since when did you need an ID to buy NyQuil? lol). Been there, done that, but at least say “HEY, Can I see your ID, please?” Don’t sidle up to the register all creepy-like and stand there like an IDIOT and hover until I realize that I need to READ YOUR MIND to figure out what the hell you want. I SO want to talk to somebody’s manager now, even though I know it won’t make a difference (because, ha, I worked in a grocery store. I know how it works!).

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