Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Biggest Brat Award

...Goes to me.

I woke up this morning sick as a dog. So I took a mouth full of Dayquil and went to work. I was fine for a few hours, took another dose and gained energy again. By the time 4 PM came around, however, I was fatigued and feeling awful. I got off at 6 and headed straight to Publix where I would attempt to pick up some Nyquil to help me sleep. That stuff will knock me out. I love it.

So I grab the stuff, shuffle to the counter to pay, and this is what went down;

Cashier: "Um, I think you have to be 18 to purchase this."
Me: "No, I don't think so. I buy it all the time, and I'm seventeen."
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure you do. Hold on, let me get my manager."

I did not get upset yet, only because I knew she had to of been mistaken. I have bought both Nyquil and Dayquil dozens of times, and I've never been turned down of purchasing it.

"Yeah you have to be 18 to buy this."
Me: (starting to get a little attitude)
"Are you kidding me? I buy this all the time...since I was like fifteen and you've never checked my ID before. "
"No, you couldn't have. Because we always check ID."

At this point, something inside me snaps. Imagine the next few lines going down with an attitude to the extreme.

"No, you don't always check ID because I'm only seventeen and I buy this here all the time."
Manager: "Well, I'm sorry. Let me get my boss..."

This is when I go over the edge.

Me: "No, if you can't sell it to me there's nothing you can do,"

*slams Nyquil on the counter*

"...Now I'm going to go home sick. THANKS!"

Then I stormed out.

The moment I stepped through the exit I felt terrible. I pretty much felt like the bigget jerk in the entire world. I can have an attitude at times, but NEVER like that. I have never in my life acted that way in public towards people like that. I was absolutely shocked at myself.

Fortunately CVS either doesn't have the 18 year old rule or they're just lazy with it because all I did was walk next door and buy it there with absolutely no problems. In fact, the cashier said "this'll knock you out tonight!"
I liked him.

I came so close to walking back into Publix and apologizing.
I did not. But I wanted to. I felt like such a jerk.

At least I got my Nyquil.

I came home and got comfy.

This was not a very uplifting blog. I'm sorry.

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