That Doesn’t Sound Sanitary

I’m in the middle of a double shift; the joys of being a convenience store manager. In my state, we cannot sell alcohol past 2 AM and it is a bit past 3 AM. A customer comes in while I am mopping the floor. I recognize him as someone to whom I sold beer earlier.

Customer: *Yelling over at me.* “Do you still have any of those small hand sanitizer bottles?”

Me: “Yes, over by the counter.”

He grabs two, calls me over to the counter, and looks me dead in the eyes as I am selling them to him:

Customer: “You know I’m going to go drink these now, right?”

Me: “…Well you shouldn’t do that. I’m pretty sure that’s dangerous for your body.”

Customer: “Sometimes you got to do what you have to do when you can’t get a beer.” *Leaves.*