Wait Until He Finds Out About Credit Cards…

I pour samples of various alcoholic beverages in retail stores. The stores require we ID everybody, and we take down their names to prove they have been carded. 

Customer:
“I’d like a sample.”

Me:
“I just need to see your ID, please.”

He hands me his ID. As I start to write down his name, he asks why. I explain that it is just to prove I carded him.  

Customer:
“No! No! Give me my ID back and forget the sample! The government will know I drink! 

I explain that this is only shared with my employer.

Customer:
“F*** you! You just want the government to know I drink!”

The customer stalked away from the table, turned, and gave me the bird. I stood there speechless for a good couple of minutes.