I got a new job at a new gas station after having experienced something pretty awful (See: Morons in Management)
This gas station chain has a policy where we have to I.D. EVERYONE NO MATTER HOW OLD. We also sell beer.
SC: I don't understand why you have to I.D. everyone, that's so stupid.
Me: Well, I kinda like it. This way, I don't have to worry about being arrested. I just scan EVERYONE'S I.D. Works for me!
SC: Yeah, whatever.
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SC: I didn't have a problem with being I.D.'d here BEFORE.
Me: Here? Like this particular station?
SC: Yeah, I came in before and they didn't I.D. me.
Me: Impossible. We have to scan I.D. for everyone. If we don't, we're asked about it.
SC: Well I don't understand. I don't have any other I.D. than this one. (non-scannable and non military or passport.)
Me: Well, you know what? That doesn't really sound like my problem. Haha.
At this point my CW, who is also sassy as hell, actually took care of it because I was 100% done.
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SC: I'm 87 years old.
Me: I just have to I.D. everyone.
SC: But I'm 87.
Me: And so young and handsome.
SC: ...*hands me I.D.*
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SC: I'm going to need another quarter. This one is Canadian. This is a communist conspiracy!
Me: A WHAT? HAHAAHAHAHAHAAAA A COMMUNIST CONSPIRACY. HAHAHA. THAT'S A GOOD ONE.
SC: *slinks away*
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SC: I always get over-charged for this beer. Your tag says 6.99 and you always try to sell it for 7.99!
Me: Well I just printed out a new tag for it so next time you'll pay the actual price. Which is 7.99.
SC: ...wait...
This gas station chain has a policy where we have to I.D. EVERYONE NO MATTER HOW OLD. We also sell beer.
SC: I don't understand why you have to I.D. everyone, that's so stupid.
Me: Well, I kinda like it. This way, I don't have to worry about being arrested. I just scan EVERYONE'S I.D. Works for me!
SC: Yeah, whatever.
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SC: I didn't have a problem with being I.D.'d here BEFORE.
Me: Here? Like this particular station?
SC: Yeah, I came in before and they didn't I.D. me.
Me: Impossible. We have to scan I.D. for everyone. If we don't, we're asked about it.
SC: Well I don't understand. I don't have any other I.D. than this one. (non-scannable and non military or passport.)
Me: Well, you know what? That doesn't really sound like my problem. Haha.
At this point my CW, who is also sassy as hell, actually took care of it because I was 100% done.
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SC: I'm 87 years old.
Me: I just have to I.D. everyone.
SC: But I'm 87.
Me: And so young and handsome.
SC: ...*hands me I.D.*
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SC: I'm going to need another quarter. This one is Canadian. This is a communist conspiracy!
Me: A WHAT? HAHAAHAHAHAHAAAA A COMMUNIST CONSPIRACY. HAHAHA. THAT'S A GOOD ONE.
SC: *slinks away*
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SC: I always get over-charged for this beer. Your tag says 6.99 and you always try to sell it for 7.99!
Me: Well I just printed out a new tag for it so next time you'll pay the actual price. Which is 7.99.
SC: ...wait...
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