Frosted Cheerioes.
Doc and Dental moved to Monday the 8th. Go me.
All this for a pack of smokes? Give me a break.
I went to my all-time favorite store in the entire universe last night, 7-Eleven. How I adore their high prices. They are the Wal-Mart of convenience stores. So…I go into the store. Get my 2x CFDC 20oz. Approach the counter to pay for this wonderful substance. Thank my lucky stars that I pre-lubed my ass before I arrived as I am looking at the cigarette prices.
“Pack of Basic lights, soft pack”
“Can I see your ID?”
I open my wallet, and show it to him. He asks me to take it out. I had him my ID, he is looking at it, looking at me. looking at it, looking at me. looking at it, looking at me. It’s not a fucking picture puzzle “Spot the difference between these 2 photos” or even a frigging game of “Where’s Waldo?” Its my driver’s license. Check the DOB. 06/27/1979. Same birthdate as Ross Perot, Tobey MacGuire. Hellen Keller. I’m 28. ~ + 10 years past the age you need to be to get smokes in this country.
Give me my smokes.
He then procees to use the scanner to “run” my driver’s license through, like a credit card. He is having difficulty. Of course he is. That “magnetic” strip that someone thought would be a good idea is worn off. It does that after six months. Whomever thought that would be a good idea to put a strip on the back of a MI driver’s license should have a strip of their own on their face. From a tire iron.
So, he can’t get the strip to work. He can’t do simple math, we have to have machines tell us how much change to dull out to a customer. i.e. “You total is $8.58, they get handed a 10 dollar bill.” If there is not 3 calculators, a cash register, a marching band, and balloons telling the 7-Eleven cashier how much they should hand back to the customer, they are screwed. So, overall, he refuses to sell me the smokes, because he “cannot verify my age.”
Mind you, this dude behind the counter looks like he fell out of his mom 18 years and 9 days ago.
I go to this store 3-4 times a week, this guy HAS seen me before, and I HAVE purchased smokes from them before. But, since this particular 7-Eleven is under new management, and they fired everyone that had a criminal background (i.e. all the people working there) they have become more strict with ther ID policy. Which I can understand. I have no problem taking out my ID to be “validated” however, it’s..only…a ..pack..of ..smokes. It should NOT take 10 minutes, and a portfolio of papers, notes, and certificates to get a pack of smokes.
Right before I decide to take out my baseball bat that I carry around with me, you know, the one that says “Card THIS!” on the handle, one of the other guys that works there emerges from the backroom, immediately identifies me as a “regular” (ooh…status symbol!) and tells the other person it’s okay to sell to me.
I know there are more important things to rant about, but, my GOD. Did I need a cigarette after that.