Refusing The Scan, Accepting The Spam
Me: *Holding up a pack of wine coolers.* “You got your ID for the alcohol?”
Customer: “Yeah, but we’re not scanning it.”
Me: *Keying in the birth date while wondering where the “we” in this equation comes from.* “Sure, no problem.”
Customer: *To an older lady with him, as I’m calling for an override.* “I don’t let them scan my driver’s license because I keep getting their emails.”
The customer then proceeds to enter his store rewards card, which asks for an email when you sign up for it.
Sometimes I think I need hazard pay for all the tongue-biting I do around here.






