*raises hand*
I'll be the first to admit that the reality-politeness filter of my brain occasionaly short-circuits which leads to incidents like this:
I went to the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarrettes.
It was a store that I went to nearly every day.
And every time I bought smokes, I was carded...without fail.
And yet, the one day I didn't have my wallet and I got carded *zzzttt* System Failure! I don't recall what I said to the cashier but it was very long winded and rude.
I left and sat in my car for about 10 minutes and had a stern talking to myself, and then marched myself back into the store to apologize to the clerk and explain that I knew she was just doing her job, and No ID meant No smokes. She avoided ringing me up for several weeks before deciding that I was only half a nut-job.
On another note have you ever had an SC apologies to you? (I'm sure one of them has...I think...maybe...)
I'll be the first to admit that the reality-politeness filter of my brain occasionaly short-circuits which leads to incidents like this:
I went to the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarrettes.
It was a store that I went to nearly every day.
And every time I bought smokes, I was carded...without fail.
And yet, the one day I didn't have my wallet and I got carded *zzzttt* System Failure! I don't recall what I said to the cashier but it was very long winded and rude.
I left and sat in my car for about 10 minutes and had a stern talking to myself, and then marched myself back into the store to apologize to the clerk and explain that I knew she was just doing her job, and No ID meant No smokes. She avoided ringing me up for several weeks before deciding that I was only half a nut-job.
On another note have you ever had an SC apologies to you? (I'm sure one of them has...I think...maybe...)
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