Rated ‘T’ For Tobacco

(I work in a video game store, the entirety of which is, as expected, covered in video games. We’re relatively empty one night, and a gentleman comes in and gives the whole store a visual once-over. After seemingly not finding what he’s looking for, he comes to the counter.)

Me: “Hi, there. Is there anything I can help you find?”

Customer: “Yeah, hi. Do you sell cigarettes here?”

Me: *slightly taken aback* “Uh, no, sir. I’m sorry. We’re a video game store.”

Customer: “Oh, d***. Thanks.”

(My manager and I have a small chuckle to ourselves, and nearly forget the man, until he pokes his head back in through our front door roughly ten minutes later.)

Customer: *barely taking a step in the store* “You don’t sell cigarettes here, do you?”

Manager: “Uh, no, sir. Haven’t gotten any cigarettes in. Sorry.”

Customer: “Oh, okay. Thanks.”