Not Seeing Eye To Eye, Part 3
Convenience Store | Working | April 11, 2013
(I’m at the store near my house, buying a six-pack of beer. I’m partially blind, but know my neighborhood well, and buy my beer/soda/snacks there regularly. This day, there is a new clerk.)
Clerk: “I’ll need to see your driver’s license for the beer, please.”
Me: “Sure thing, boss!”
(I hand over my state-issued ID, which is different from a driver’s license.)
Clerk: “This isn’t a driver’s license. You said you had a driver’s license.”
Me: “This is a state-issued ID. It functions exactly like a driver’s license for most purposes, except for driving.”
Clerk: “So, you’re a drunk driver, and they took your driver’s license away? I shouldn’t be selling beer to an alcoholic.”
Me: “No, I never had a driver’s license. I’m blind, I can’t drive.”
Clerk: “…because they took your license away. I don’t think I should sell this to you. You’ll wind up killing someone, and it’ll be my fault.”
(By this time, the owner realizes what’s going on and speaks up.)
Owner: “Just sell [my name] the **** beer!”
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