So T and I were working last night and it is pretty busy for a Wednesday evening. K (the manager) had me work on a project which I got done in 30 minutes. The way he wanted me to do would of taken all night. Anyways, it was after 6pm when T stepped outside to have a smoke and I was helping this guy asking about Heneikin (beer). T opened the door and he said that we're about to be stinged. I only half heard him since my attention was on the Heneikin guy. T walks back in. I asked him to go in the cooler to get some Heneikin for my for current customer. Then I noticed this kid who walked in and stood behind Heneikin guy.
Me: I'll go ahead and get you while waiting on something for him.
K (Kid): Yeah, I want a pack of Marlboro Reds Softpack.
Me: *gets a pack of Reds* Alright, can a see an ID please.
*Kid hands over his ID*
Me: I'm sorry sir I can't sell you smokes because you have a Graduated Driver's License (DL for minors) *me noticing his birth year*. Not only that, you are too young!
*Handing him his ID minus the smokes*
Kid: Yeah, I get that a lot.
Me: Have a good night!
This kid was born in friggin 1990!! He was 16 yrs old!
T come out of the cooler with the other guys beer and I cash him out.
T: Did you sell that kid smokes?
Me: Hell no! He was born in 1990!
T: What?
Me: Yeah. Should I call K?
T: I think so. When I was outside taking a smoke, that kid stepped out of a cop car. Definent sting!
Me: Huh. If the cop saw you. Usually they'll role on by.
T: I was standing by the pay phones so he might've not seen me.
Me: Okay, I'm going to call K.
Me: Hey K! We just got stung.
K: What's the M's pager number (M is the boss over K, he is the boss of 10 Circle Ks in our district)
Me *gives him pager number*
K: Yeah, go ahead and call the stores in our district and warn them of the sting and the discription of the kid.
So I call all the other Circle Ks in our district. I've been stung 3 weeks ago. But, it was an internal sting. M had a kid try to buy smokes on a busy Saturday night. Obviously I passed since I still have a job and have not been written up.
For the other C-Store slaves on here, it is the Holiday Season, be on the look out for those youngin's wanting something that they are not allowed to have. I'm sure the stings will be happening more as Christmas and New Year's approaches.
Me: I'll go ahead and get you while waiting on something for him.
K (Kid): Yeah, I want a pack of Marlboro Reds Softpack.
Me: *gets a pack of Reds* Alright, can a see an ID please.
*Kid hands over his ID*
Me: I'm sorry sir I can't sell you smokes because you have a Graduated Driver's License (DL for minors) *me noticing his birth year*. Not only that, you are too young!
*Handing him his ID minus the smokes*
Kid: Yeah, I get that a lot.
Me: Have a good night!
This kid was born in friggin 1990!! He was 16 yrs old!
T come out of the cooler with the other guys beer and I cash him out.
T: Did you sell that kid smokes?
Me: Hell no! He was born in 1990!
T: What?
Me: Yeah. Should I call K?
T: I think so. When I was outside taking a smoke, that kid stepped out of a cop car. Definent sting!
Me: Huh. If the cop saw you. Usually they'll role on by.
T: I was standing by the pay phones so he might've not seen me.
Me: Okay, I'm going to call K.
Me: Hey K! We just got stung.
K: What's the M's pager number (M is the boss over K, he is the boss of 10 Circle Ks in our district)
Me *gives him pager number*
K: Yeah, go ahead and call the stores in our district and warn them of the sting and the discription of the kid.
So I call all the other Circle Ks in our district. I've been stung 3 weeks ago. But, it was an internal sting. M had a kid try to buy smokes on a busy Saturday night. Obviously I passed since I still have a job and have not been written up.
For the other C-Store slaves on here, it is the Holiday Season, be on the look out for those youngin's wanting something that they are not allowed to have. I'm sure the stings will be happening more as Christmas and New Year's approaches.

Wow, I remember 1990 very clearly, actually. That makes me feel really old.

Ah, well, I just might live.
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