38. I Don’t Get Paid Commission
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I used to work at a gas station and had this rude kid who had this whole speech lined up about how he didn’t have his ID with him, but he was 18 and would like a pack of cigarettes.
I told him I can’t sell without proof of ID. He openly said he’d just have his girlfriend buy them for him when she got out of the restroom, right in front of me, by the way.
She came out and went outside where he waited with his other friends, they talked and then she came back in.
Before she could ask we told her we can’t sell them since we knew she was buying them for him, as is the law.
She was OK with that and went to leave. He came back in and was all like, “Oh, you’re not gonna sell to her now?”
We told him we can’t since he said he was going to have her buy for him. Then he said, “Well, I just take my business elsewhere,” real snotty-like.
Without a beat, I replied, “I don’t care. I don’t get paid commission.” He stormed out.
