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This happened last Sunday morning: Ok, so we, and the store across the street have a 'neighborhood policy'. Meaning, we're forced to do so if we want to keep our jobs. We're also the only stores in all of Portland, if not the state that's required to do said action. We cannot sell beer after 2.30 am. (This is normal for Oregon). However, we can't sell beer before 11:00 am. (The normal time for Oregon is 7:00 am). Naturally lots of people don't know this. However, we do have big glaring signs that state "No Alchohel beverages before 11:00 AM!" on each and every cooler door that has beer, and another in the wine shelf.
So customer comes in, tries to open beer cooler, realizes its locked and demands, not ask, demands beer. I tell him its on the door, can't sell til 11:00 am. (Its 10:20 at this point...). So what does he do? Grabs all the signs off the cooler and throws them at me.
"Now there are no signs, gimme beer".
Another customer came in later that day before my shift change, and wanted beer. She looked like maybe 24, but still need to card, so I did. She said she's 40 years old, and doesn't have her ID. No beer for her. She groans, goes to her car. (That's she driving btw). Comes back, throws a piece of plastic at me and says there. Goes what it was? Her Certified Nurse Assisant ID card. It has her name, and a pic of her. Wow. Didn't know that was considered ID. She says the Plaid by her house takes it. o_O. She drove off. Without her Beer, or her name tag.
Last night another customer came in. He's looking at beer for a good ten minutes, before choosing a Steel Reserve 22 oz. (Cheap beer). He comes up right to me, and tells me right away he has no ID. I tell him to give me the beer since i can't sell to him. He tells me, that I see him all the time. O_O. (I've never see him before in my life, and he has such a huge accent and a unforgettable face). He didnt get the beer, and he said something in.... Africa I think.
Final customer, and the best yet. I was called a name by a drunk guy. What was this huge name that made me cry? A bag. Yep. A BAG. He even pointed at his backpack for empthis. He pointed at his bag and said. "Your a bag. Like this!"
Reminds me of the time a woman told me she hopes I piss myself when I'm thirty.
So customer comes in, tries to open beer cooler, realizes its locked and demands, not ask, demands beer. I tell him its on the door, can't sell til 11:00 am. (Its 10:20 at this point...). So what does he do? Grabs all the signs off the cooler and throws them at me.
"Now there are no signs, gimme beer".
Another customer came in later that day before my shift change, and wanted beer. She looked like maybe 24, but still need to card, so I did. She said she's 40 years old, and doesn't have her ID. No beer for her. She groans, goes to her car. (That's she driving btw). Comes back, throws a piece of plastic at me and says there. Goes what it was? Her Certified Nurse Assisant ID card. It has her name, and a pic of her. Wow. Didn't know that was considered ID. She says the Plaid by her house takes it. o_O. She drove off. Without her Beer, or her name tag.
Last night another customer came in. He's looking at beer for a good ten minutes, before choosing a Steel Reserve 22 oz. (Cheap beer). He comes up right to me, and tells me right away he has no ID. I tell him to give me the beer since i can't sell to him. He tells me, that I see him all the time. O_O. (I've never see him before in my life, and he has such a huge accent and a unforgettable face). He didnt get the beer, and he said something in.... Africa I think.
Final customer, and the best yet. I was called a name by a drunk guy. What was this huge name that made me cry? A bag. Yep. A BAG. He even pointed at his backpack for empthis. He pointed at his bag and said. "Your a bag. Like this!"
Reminds me of the time a woman told me she hopes I piss myself when I'm thirty.
. Seriously though, we got 7 inches of rain over Sunday and Monday, 3.5 of which fell on Monday. It kind of tapered off after that
Stock some under your bed or desk for gods sake. (Ask me why I have NO legroom under my desk.
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