This Customer Has Trouble Written All Over Him
Customer: “I’d like to buy some syringes.”
Me: “Can I see some ID?”
Customer: “They’re not for me, they’re for my dad. He’s a diabetic and needs them for his insulin.”
Me: “Okay. I still need to see some ID. Do you know his date of birth?”
Customer: “I’ll never forget his date of birth. I had it tattooed on my arm the day he died.”
(The customer proceeds to show everyone in the pharmacy the tattoo of his deceased father’s DOB–the same father that he is trying to buy syringes for.)
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