Okay, I don't have a lot of good tales, and hey, even this one isn't exactly an epic. It was strange, and involved a drunk guy trying to get more alcohol.
2:15 AM:
Drunk Guy walks up to counter with a bottle of booze.
Me: Sorry, sir. I can't sell that to you. It's past 2:00.
DG: *gives me a look like, "come on"*
(At this point, it is apparent to me that he is indeed too drunk to begin with. His eyes and mannerisms, not to mention odor, would have made me deny the sale anyway.)
Me: Sorry, sir. It's too late. Even if it weren't, you appear to be too drunk anyway and I wouldn't sell it to you. (Hey, perhaps that wasn't the best thing to say, but I was being honest with him and I have a responsibility to NOT sell alcohol to obviously drunk people)
DG: *sarcastically* Well, then can I get a pack of The Boss (not a real cigarette brand). It's not too late for me to get one of those, is it? Am I too drunk to smoke too?
Me: *walks to counter and gets The Boss for DG*
DG: *still in sarcasm mode* I suppose you'd like to see my ID.
Me: Yes, I would.
DG: *Provides out of state ID* It's on the back, can you read it?
(Note: He was talking to me as if I were an idiot, not as if the ID were actually unreadable.)
Me: Yes I can, and I won't even sell these to you if you keep up with the sarcasm, so watch your attitude.
DG: *tune changed slightly* Okay.
*we go through the rest of the transaction and I give his change back*
Me: Have a good night.
DG: Okay, you too ma'am...or sir *peers a bit closer in his drunken haze*...or whatever they call you these days.
(Hint: Look at the name tag, idiot! My name is gender-specific.)
2:15 AM:
Drunk Guy walks up to counter with a bottle of booze.
Me: Sorry, sir. I can't sell that to you. It's past 2:00.
DG: *gives me a look like, "come on"*
(At this point, it is apparent to me that he is indeed too drunk to begin with. His eyes and mannerisms, not to mention odor, would have made me deny the sale anyway.)
Me: Sorry, sir. It's too late. Even if it weren't, you appear to be too drunk anyway and I wouldn't sell it to you. (Hey, perhaps that wasn't the best thing to say, but I was being honest with him and I have a responsibility to NOT sell alcohol to obviously drunk people)
DG: *sarcastically* Well, then can I get a pack of The Boss (not a real cigarette brand). It's not too late for me to get one of those, is it? Am I too drunk to smoke too?
Me: *walks to counter and gets The Boss for DG*
DG: *still in sarcasm mode* I suppose you'd like to see my ID.
Me: Yes, I would.
DG: *Provides out of state ID* It's on the back, can you read it?
(Note: He was talking to me as if I were an idiot, not as if the ID were actually unreadable.)
Me: Yes I can, and I won't even sell these to you if you keep up with the sarcasm, so watch your attitude.
DG: *tune changed slightly* Okay.
*we go through the rest of the transaction and I give his change back*
Me: Have a good night.
DG: Okay, you too ma'am...or sir *peers a bit closer in his drunken haze*...or whatever they call you these days.
(Hint: Look at the name tag, idiot! My name is gender-specific.)
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