Purchasing Blood Wine
(I see two guys who appear to be in their early 20s approach a self-checkout machine with a case of alcohol. One of them appears to have some tissue in his nose. The other is acting nervous. Given the exchange of money between the two, I suspect a third party purchase.)
Me: “Good evening, gentlemen. I’ll just need to see both of your IDs before I approve the sale.”
(The customer with the item in his nose scowls and turns his nose up at me, revealing the dangling string of a tampon.)
Customer: *angrily* “Why do you need to see his ID? I’m buying it.”
Me: “Sir, it’s the law and store policy that I check the IDs of everyone in the party purchasing alcohol.”
Customer: “I guess I’m not buying this then, since he’s under 21!”
(He storms off, leaving alcohol on counter.)
Customer at the next machine: “What the h*** was that? Did he really just try that? And with a tampon in his nose?”



