They Were Born On 90/2/10
A customer is buying an age-restricted item.
Me: “Do you have any ID?”
Customer: “Just my driver’s license.”
Me: “Perfect!”
The customer looks confused but shows it to me. I check the date of birth.
Me: “Thanks, that’s all good. Your total is—”
Customer: “—wait, what did you just do?”
Me: “I just checked your date of birth to ensure you’re twenty-one or older.”
Customer: “How do you know I’m twenty-one or older?”
Me: “…Like I just said, I just checked your date of birth.”
Out of habit, I point to the D.O.B. line on their license.
Customer: “Oh, that’s my date of birth? I thought that was my zip code.”
Me: “You thought your zip code was exactly the same as your date of birth?”
Customer: “I thought it was a coincidence.”
Me: “Wait… you’ve moved house before, right? You’ve changed the address on your driver’s license before?”
Customer: “Yeah.”
Me: “And you didn’t question why the zip code didn’t change?”
Customer: “Well… it’s my zip code isn’t it?”
Me: “No… it’s not.”
Customer: “Oh.”
Me: “…”
Customer: “Wait, so is this why I keep losing packages online?”
