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*sigh* I love my job I love my job I love my...oh who the fuck am I kidding? Anyway, this morning at around 6:30 or so, a man who I will refer to as Drunk Old Bastard (DOB) came into the store. He wobbled his way over to the beer cooler. Now, in the state of Iowa, it is ILLEGAL to sell alcohol before 8AM on a Sunday. I told him so. He didn't hear me. I walked over to the cooler, which he was just pulling a 12-pack of Milwaukee's Best out of, to speak to him. Then, this happened:
ME: I'm sorry, sir, but I cannot sell alcohol before 8AM
DOB: *gruffly* Well why not?
ME: It's the law. We cannot sell alcohol before 8AM. State law.
DOB: *glares at me, drops the 12 pack of beer just outside the cooler so that the door won't close, stomps as best as he can manage to our other cooler where water, etc is*
ME: I'm sorry about that *puts 12 pack where it belongs, thankful it didn't break, starts back toward register*
DOB: *comes back toward front* Is it the election or something?
ME: I'm sorry? What was that?
DOB: Is it the election or something?
ME: No. It's state law. It's been state law for a long time.
DOB: NO IT'S NOT!
ME: *thinking 'old man, I've been doing this job 10 years I think I know the laws'* Well, I'm sorry, sir.
DOB: I s'pose you won't sell cigarettes either!
ME: No, I'll sell those to you.
DOB: Keep them! *leaves store in a huff*
Really? Fourth customer of the morning, and it's this? Look, dude, I've had the damn laws on age restricted products pounded repeatedly into my head for ten years. I think I know what I'm talking about! I was also wondering what the election had to do with it, until a CW who I related the story to told me that years ago, bars and stores weren't allowed to sell alcohol until after the polls closed ON ELECTION DAY. Now, it's a good two months until that day. This tells me DOB was so wasted that he didn't know what day, or month for that matter, that it was. At 6:30 in the morning--and he asked me what time it was too. DOB, you have a problem. Your pissy attitude is probably a result of it, but please keep it out of my damn store!
ME: I'm sorry, sir, but I cannot sell alcohol before 8AM
DOB: *gruffly* Well why not?
ME: It's the law. We cannot sell alcohol before 8AM. State law.
DOB: *glares at me, drops the 12 pack of beer just outside the cooler so that the door won't close, stomps as best as he can manage to our other cooler where water, etc is*
ME: I'm sorry about that *puts 12 pack where it belongs, thankful it didn't break, starts back toward register*
DOB: *comes back toward front* Is it the election or something?
ME: I'm sorry? What was that?
DOB: Is it the election or something?
ME: No. It's state law. It's been state law for a long time.
DOB: NO IT'S NOT!
ME: *thinking 'old man, I've been doing this job 10 years I think I know the laws'* Well, I'm sorry, sir.
DOB: I s'pose you won't sell cigarettes either!
ME: No, I'll sell those to you.
DOB: Keep them! *leaves store in a huff*
Really? Fourth customer of the morning, and it's this? Look, dude, I've had the damn laws on age restricted products pounded repeatedly into my head for ten years. I think I know what I'm talking about! I was also wondering what the election had to do with it, until a CW who I related the story to told me that years ago, bars and stores weren't allowed to sell alcohol until after the polls closed ON ELECTION DAY. Now, it's a good two months until that day. This tells me DOB was so wasted that he didn't know what day, or month for that matter, that it was. At 6:30 in the morning--and he asked me what time it was too. DOB, you have a problem. Your pissy attitude is probably a result of it, but please keep it out of my damn store!
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