I was in my local Loblaws today. I do most of our grocery shopping and usually I do it at the No Frills because it’s cheaper (or occasionally Starsky’s when I’m after some good kielbasa), but I needed a couple things I knew they didn’t stock at the No Frills. While there, I remembered they now sell beer at this store so I thought, OK I’ll buy some. Those who know me know that buying beer for me means 3 or 4 cans of craft beer, enough to last me for a week or so.
Having only 8 or 9 items, I headed for the Express line-up. When it was my turn, the cashier looked at my 4 cans of beer and looked at me, thought for a moment and said, “Do you have any ID sir?” Now I’ll be turning 57 soon and the cashier couldn’t have been older than 25. I figure I was more than double her age. I gave her the only possible response, as I showed her my drivers’ license. “Flattery will get you everywhere”, I said.