Last night I worked night shift.
Lots of people last night didn't have their IDs on them, so they didn't get the beer or cigarettes they were hoping for.
One girl I carded told me she didn't have her ID because her fiance had it. I told her I couldn't sell her cigarettes and she was fine with that.
About an hour later an older woman came in.
"I'll take a pack of Marlboro Special Blend," she said as she pulled her money out of her purse. "You carded my daughter earlier and she didn't have her ID on her because her fiance had it."
"Oh yeah, I remember her."
The woman sharply looks up at me. "Well she's going to be 26 in July."
And I'm supposed to know that how?
"Well we card everyone that looks under 40," I said.
She huffed and shook her head.
I really don't see how any of this was my fault. Her daughter didn't have her ID, plain and simple. She shouldn't have been driving a car then, either.
I hate parents like that.
I ended up telling her that I wasn't going to get fined $1,000 for selling to underage people. She didn't say a word. Just gathered her stuff and walked out. Well fuck you too, lady.