this happened tonight while I was at work today. I'm acctually quite proud of how I handled it.
Young lady comes in to buy a pack of cigarettes. Puts $4 on the table, thinks to her self, and says "I need to get more money out of my car"
Looking at her. She can't be more than 17 by my estimations. As she's walking out toward her car I simply tell her "I need to see your I.D. too"
She comes back in a huff and takes her money. She starts going on about how she buys cigarettes here all the time and that I have even sold them to her.
Then she makes the mistake....
She says, quote "I even bought cigarettes from you the other day."
Now here's the rub... I wasn't scheduled to work on wednesday at all. A day off.
I make sure I ask her "Are you sure it was me that sold you the cigarettes yesterday/Tuesday?" (I ask her twice, using both versions of the question)
She replies "Yes, it was you"
I look at her and as dead pan as I can say it...
"That's what I thought... Get out, now."
Given that I'm the ONLY male employee with hair like mine (the only close second is a kid with a goatee that is about 6 inches long. I have a good 8 inch ponytail), and the old male to wear glasses that is even remotely in my age group (the other is an older gentlement who is really nice). She thought she could get away with faking that I've seen her before and that I probably sold her cigs on Wednesday.
Not to mention that I was home the entire time I was supposidly selling her smokes.
Young lady comes in to buy a pack of cigarettes. Puts $4 on the table, thinks to her self, and says "I need to get more money out of my car"
Looking at her. She can't be more than 17 by my estimations. As she's walking out toward her car I simply tell her "I need to see your I.D. too"
She comes back in a huff and takes her money. She starts going on about how she buys cigarettes here all the time and that I have even sold them to her.
Then she makes the mistake....
She says, quote "I even bought cigarettes from you the other day."
Now here's the rub... I wasn't scheduled to work on wednesday at all. A day off.
I make sure I ask her "Are you sure it was me that sold you the cigarettes yesterday/Tuesday?" (I ask her twice, using both versions of the question)
She replies "Yes, it was you"
I look at her and as dead pan as I can say it...
"That's what I thought... Get out, now."
Given that I'm the ONLY male employee with hair like mine (the only close second is a kid with a goatee that is about 6 inches long. I have a good 8 inch ponytail), and the old male to wear glasses that is even remotely in my age group (the other is an older gentlement who is really nice). She thought she could get away with faking that I've seen her before and that I probably sold her cigs on Wednesday.
Not to mention that I was home the entire time I was supposidly selling her smokes.
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