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."
Cashier:
"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.

Manager:
"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. "
Manager:
"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.

Me:
"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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