Convenience Store Clerk: [having not seen me in ages] “Good morning!”
Me: [realizing I’ve left my wallet in the car] “Hello! I’ll be right back.”
Convenience Store Clerk: [sympathetically] “Do you need beer?”
Me: “Um… what?”
[He gestures to the clock behind the counter. It’s 11 a.m. In Texas, it’s illegal to sell alcohol before noon on Sundays.]
Me: “OH. No, I don’t. I just forgot my wallet.”
Convenience Store Clerk: “…Oh. Okay!”
And you know what’s fucked up? I haven’t shopped at this particular establishment in years. Years.
Reputations are sometimes very hard to scrub off.
maybe it was just the assumption, because most people walking into a convenience store at that time are looking for alcohol?
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Quite possibly, although he definitely recognized.
Speaking of, at some point remind me to tell you about the Walgreens cashier who quietly suggested I get sober while ringing me up.
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I’m also of the assumption that maybe a lot of people come in, realize it’s too early, and walk back out. Still, that’s definitely one of those “really?!” moments, for sure.
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Agreed, although they did used to let me buy wine before noon. Maybe they just thought I was religious…?
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