I thought I’d die laughing, but it
wouldn’t have been worth the in-store safety investigation ordeal and the
clutter of crime scene tape. Someone stubs a toe in a store, and Risk
Management is all over it. Can you just imagine what might happen, if someone
dropped to the floor in a veritable chuckle coma?
Still, sometimes life is just too darn funny.
This actually happened. In fact, it
has occurred multiple times. (OK, don’t pull out a calculator and try to come
up with a grand guzzling total. It’s not that kind of story.)
What’s the deal – when a store
cashier asks for proof-of-age identification for a bottle or two of wine, even
though the customer is having a raging hot flash on the spot? And what if said
customer is also rummaging through her purse, trying to find her missing pair
of reading glasses, which ironically seems to be perched on top of her own head?
Can’t we just assume this lady is chronologically eligible to make the
purchase?
Yes, checkout staffer. Let’s save
the six customers behind me some time. You can bet I am at least 21. Now,
please just scan the ibuprofen and the calcium supplements, and I’ll be on my
way.
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