M-Taliesin
Regular Member
Howdy Folks!
After a fun filled day of breakfast with other Colorado gun owners at I-Hop, and travel to Cripple Creek for a trip down the Phantom Canyon Road, and return on the Shelf Road... I had to get a few things at Safeway.
That's where my terrific and enjoyable day ended on a snit.
I've shopped at that particular Safeway for more than 17 years. Everybody there knows me. The managers know me. The clerks know me. We've spent enough between the wife and I at their store to build a new wing onto their building!
So I arrive about a quarter to midnight and do a whirlwind sweep to fetch the items I want. As I approach the register, I invite 2 other folks to jump in line ahead of me because I wanted to write a check and didn't wish to delay them. Besides, they had only a few items each.
When my own groceries are rung up, I write out the check for a whopping $7.27. To emphasize the point... I write a check for seven dollars and twenty seven cents. Rather than search through my wallet (a tedioius process on a good day), I punch in the number for my club card. I also note that I have never seen this particular young man in the store before tonight. Handing the check I'd written to the clerk, he looks me dead in the eye and asked for my I.D. "I haven't been asked for my I.D. in this store for years!" He said "I know it's a low amount but the manager wants me to check I.D.s to accept a check." I bristled some, "I know all the managers here. They know me. The managers have never asked me for an I.D. for YEARS!!!!" The guy shrugged and said, "Sorry, but I need to see some I.D."
I produced my I.D., but the steam built up! I've been shopping this same Safeway for 17 years. Now I'm being shaken down by a bureaucratic clerk for an I.D. on a $7.27 cent purchase. I seldom ever write a check there for under $100. Often I get cash back to the tune of 50 to 100 bucks in addition to my purchase. Now I'm writing a check for a mere $7.27, no cash back, and being chaffed by some guy who is so hot for policy, he can't see anything else.
There I stood, wearing a hat that costs more than the cashier will make in a week of hard work. Standing there with a pistol on my hip that cost more than he'll be paid in a 2 week check. My wife (because of her condition) pays more for medication in a month that the little twerp will earn in a whole darn year! I have car payments now that are likely more per month than he'll earn over 30 days! But he's shaking me down for seven dollars and twenty seven cents? Are you kidding me????
That clerk made a judgment about me and was going to stick with it, regardless of logic. I'm going to risk my certification as a bounty hunter, my reputation as a process server, and risk my ability to purchase guns along with risking my concealed carry permit.... just so I can rip him off of a whole seven dollars and twenty seven cents??????????????????????????????????????????? What did he think I looked like anyway? John Dillenger? Clyde Barrow? Perhaps a banker?
He was still playing with my check as I picked up my bags and walked out without another word. They would not have been kindly words anyhow.
And tomorrow, I plan to visit the store and have a chat with his managers.
I believe they'll take care of this matter to my satisfaction.
Otherwise, the folks at King Soopers still know how to treat a law abiding citizen!
Blessings,
M-Taliesin
After a fun filled day of breakfast with other Colorado gun owners at I-Hop, and travel to Cripple Creek for a trip down the Phantom Canyon Road, and return on the Shelf Road... I had to get a few things at Safeway.
That's where my terrific and enjoyable day ended on a snit.
I've shopped at that particular Safeway for more than 17 years. Everybody there knows me. The managers know me. The clerks know me. We've spent enough between the wife and I at their store to build a new wing onto their building!
So I arrive about a quarter to midnight and do a whirlwind sweep to fetch the items I want. As I approach the register, I invite 2 other folks to jump in line ahead of me because I wanted to write a check and didn't wish to delay them. Besides, they had only a few items each.
When my own groceries are rung up, I write out the check for a whopping $7.27. To emphasize the point... I write a check for seven dollars and twenty seven cents. Rather than search through my wallet (a tedioius process on a good day), I punch in the number for my club card. I also note that I have never seen this particular young man in the store before tonight. Handing the check I'd written to the clerk, he looks me dead in the eye and asked for my I.D. "I haven't been asked for my I.D. in this store for years!" He said "I know it's a low amount but the manager wants me to check I.D.s to accept a check." I bristled some, "I know all the managers here. They know me. The managers have never asked me for an I.D. for YEARS!!!!" The guy shrugged and said, "Sorry, but I need to see some I.D."
I produced my I.D., but the steam built up! I've been shopping this same Safeway for 17 years. Now I'm being shaken down by a bureaucratic clerk for an I.D. on a $7.27 cent purchase. I seldom ever write a check there for under $100. Often I get cash back to the tune of 50 to 100 bucks in addition to my purchase. Now I'm writing a check for a mere $7.27, no cash back, and being chaffed by some guy who is so hot for policy, he can't see anything else.
There I stood, wearing a hat that costs more than the cashier will make in a week of hard work. Standing there with a pistol on my hip that cost more than he'll be paid in a 2 week check. My wife (because of her condition) pays more for medication in a month that the little twerp will earn in a whole darn year! I have car payments now that are likely more per month than he'll earn over 30 days! But he's shaking me down for seven dollars and twenty seven cents? Are you kidding me????
That clerk made a judgment about me and was going to stick with it, regardless of logic. I'm going to risk my certification as a bounty hunter, my reputation as a process server, and risk my ability to purchase guns along with risking my concealed carry permit.... just so I can rip him off of a whole seven dollars and twenty seven cents??????????????????????????????????????????? What did he think I looked like anyway? John Dillenger? Clyde Barrow? Perhaps a banker?
He was still playing with my check as I picked up my bags and walked out without another word. They would not have been kindly words anyhow.
And tomorrow, I plan to visit the store and have a chat with his managers.
I believe they'll take care of this matter to my satisfaction.
Otherwise, the folks at King Soopers still know how to treat a law abiding citizen!
Blessings,
M-Taliesin