Rudeness

Dear Angry Man at Smoke Shop,

I apologize that we require to see identification for every credit card used. I know how inconvenient it is for you to prove that you are, in fact, the person on the card. I realize that you are desperately in need of "some smokes" and that our policy "totally fucking sucks," but you still need to show me a picture ID. On a side note - your breath is rank and it looks like you have spilled the last three day's worth of food on your shirt.

Thank you for returning with cash. For future reference, there are two gas stations located less than a quarter-mile from our establishment. This would save you the hassle of having to deal with my smug looks and "better-than-you" attitude.

Good day sir.