No ID-ea Who You’re Dealing With
I work in a store that rents out expensive filming and photography equipment. A woman walks up to the rental counter.
Customer: “I’m here to pick up.”
Me: “May I see your ID, please?”
Customer: “Oh, they know me.”
She gestures to the air. I’m the only one behind the counter.
Me: “Okay, well I don’t think we’ve met.”
Customer: “Samantha, I’m with [Famous Photographer]. I reserved it like two weeks ago.”
Me: “Perfect, I just need to take a quick look at your ID, and you should be good to go.”
Customer: “Well I don’t have it. No one ever asks me for it because I know everyone here!”
Me: “Do you know me?”
Customer: “No.”
Me: “May I see your ID, please?”
She tried to stare me down for about ten seconds. When I didn’t blink she left and came back with her ID.
