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That was before I found out they were Fudge Packing ID Nazis.
So I go into Gay-Somerfield today to buy all that cheapo drink I was raving on about, only to find out the offer had ended yesterday.
So I potter around the store looking for something to buy for me dinner (Pot Noodle)(Ick)
Then, low and behold. I look into one of those fridges they keep beer n' stuff in and see some genius has left one of the "Three for £1.75" signs infront of the Java drinks! (Yay!)
So, I fill up me basket and toddle off to the checkout.
Me: "Heya"
Susan the Checkout woman: "Hello, boop boop boop"
Me: Aren't they supposed to be on the three for £1.75?"
Susan the Checkout woman: "I'll just check, oh by the way have you got any ID?"
Me: No, I don't.
Susan: "Thingy whats her name, could you just do a price check for me?"
Thingy woman: "Ok, five seventy five"
Me: err they're on offer
Thingy: No they're not
Me: Yes. They are. Theres a sign in your little fridge thingy over there.
She storms off, I follow and point out the sign and bask in my God like "Oh yes I was right and you were wrong, nyer nyer nyer-ness"
She rips the sign down and goes "hrrrrrmpf!" (Kinda like a camel does)
Then all of a sudden she spouts out with... "Well, I'm sorry, if you don't have any ID then I can't sell it to you"
How sodding rude! I've bought loads of drink from them before now and oooo just because I proved the Fudge Packing ID Nazi wrong, she goes and IDs me!
I've never been IDed like EVER!
Do I look seventeen!? Ummm no! I'm 19! Going on 20! I'm going to need a bloody walking stick soon and she IDs me!?
URRRRRRRRAAAAAAAGGGGGGH!
That was before I found out they were Fudge Packing ID Nazis.
So I go into Gay-Somerfield today to buy all that cheapo drink I was raving on about, only to find out the offer had ended yesterday.
So I potter around the store looking for something to buy for me dinner (Pot Noodle)(Ick)
Then, low and behold. I look into one of those fridges they keep beer n' stuff in and see some genius has left one of the "Three for £1.75" signs infront of the Java drinks! (Yay!)
So, I fill up me basket and toddle off to the checkout.
Me: "Heya"
Susan the Checkout woman: "Hello, boop boop boop"
Me: Aren't they supposed to be on the three for £1.75?"
Susan the Checkout woman: "I'll just check, oh by the way have you got any ID?"
Me: No, I don't.
Susan: "Thingy whats her name, could you just do a price check for me?"
Thingy woman: "Ok, five seventy five"
Me: err they're on offer
Thingy: No they're not
Me: Yes. They are. Theres a sign in your little fridge thingy over there.
She storms off, I follow and point out the sign and bask in my God like "Oh yes I was right and you were wrong, nyer nyer nyer-ness"
She rips the sign down and goes "hrrrrrmpf!" (Kinda like a camel does)
Then all of a sudden she spouts out with... "Well, I'm sorry, if you don't have any ID then I can't sell it to you"
How sodding rude! I've bought loads of drink from them before now and oooo just because I proved the Fudge Packing ID Nazi wrong, she goes and IDs me!
I've never been IDed like EVER!
Do I look seventeen!? Ummm no! I'm 19! Going on 20! I'm going to need a bloody walking stick soon and she IDs me!?
URRRRRRRRAAAAAAAGGGGGGH!
I'd already placed various bets at various places and on the last one she asked me if I was 18.
I showed her my lovely pink drivers licence and she said, "Don't take it as an insult, you'll appreciate that you look younger when you're the same age as me."
I smiled and placed my bet on number 6. Who won. And I won £2.5 million!
Go me!
Ha ha!
Anyway, supermarkets are much stricter on ID than other shops. Luckily, my mate works at ASDA, so we're OK, even though we're all 19, we often forget our IDs. I always have my student ID in my wallet, but I've been refused before (right after I turned 18) because they said it was too easy to forge. Pft.
And I won £2.5 million!
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At one point did you wake up?
I was on a budget so the most I bet was £5.
Get some cheap white rum, some cheap fruit juice and some Domestos and mix it in a big tub and fill old milk bottles up with it.
Mmmmm coma