Cuts No Ice With The Cashier
(It is a blistering hot summer and my mother doesn’t want to get out of the car’s A/C, but we need ice. So she gives me $10 and sends me into a local liquor store to pick some up. I am 18 at the time, but only buying ice.)
Cashier: “ID, please.”
Me: “Uh, I just want to buy this.” *holds out the $10*
Cashier: *visibly annoyed* “ID!”
Me: “I know you sell liquor mostly, but I’m just here for ice. I don’t have my ID on me.”
Cashier: “No ID, no sale!”
Me: “Uh… okay, then.
(I put the ice back and walked out to the car my mom laughed at me the whole way home. A few years later my 21st birthday card read ‘Congrats! You can now buy ice!’)
Question of the Week
Tell us your story about a customer who couldn't understand the most simple concept.
