They’re Lucky They Claus Any Sales At All

| CT, USA | Working | April 4, 2013

(I have recently turned 21. Apparently this liquor store requires customers who have just turned 21 to sign a waiver and it needs to be approved by a supervisor.)

Cashier: “Alright, your total comes to $23.93. May I see your ID?”

Me: “Sure thing.” *hands over ID*

Cashier: “Oh, you just turned 21; happy birthday! Since you just turned 21, I need you to sign this sheet and I’ll have a supervisor come approve it.”

Me: “Thanks.”

(The supervisor comes by. I hand her my license, and she looks at it for a few moments before speaking to me.)

Supervisor: “I’m sorry, but your driver’s license does not have a hologram and I’m not familiar with DC licenses. I can’t approve this.”

Me: “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

Supervisor: “If you want, you can come back tomorrow and bring this up with the head supervisor.”

Me: “This is ridiculous. I’m not doing that. What if I show you my expired learner’s permit?”

(I hand her my old learner’s permit, which looks exactly the same as the driver’s license except it had a different background color. After another couple minutes, the supervisor reluctantly signs the paper to approve the waiver.)

Cashier: “Sorry about that… uh-oh.”

Me: “What?”

Cashier: “She forgot to approve it on the register.”

(It takes another ten minutes for the cashier to get her supervisor back to the register to approve. The supervisor never acknowledges her mistake or apologizes for the 20 minutes this has delayed me.)

Cashier: “Sorry about that. If it makes you feel better, I believed you from the beginning.”

(At that point, another cashier at the next register who has overheard the whole transaction decides to lighten the mood.)

Another Cashier: “That means nothing. She still thinks Santa Claus exists.”

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