Okay, seriously embarrassed myself last night and I want to share – aren’t I weird?
First, a side note: I do NOT buy alcohol.
Not that I wouldn’t, obviously, but I just have never had a need to go to the liquor store. I’m 33 and I’ve been there once.
So, when I needed to buy alcohol as a gift, I took Ally into the store with me. She asked if she should and I said sure, if you’re not supposed to be in there they’ll tell us. There was no sign on the door about “No Minors”. No one said anything when she walked in with me. No one asked if she’s 21. And I know she’s tall, but she sure as hell doesn’t look 21!!
We wander the store, we discuss different wine labels, laugh at the different types of rum, I asked the clerk a question…it was normal. Still, no one said anything about her being there.
So I pick out the two things I’m there for, carry them up to the register and get into line. While standing there I mention, hey those little bottles would be a cool way to try the expensive stuff. So we look at the mini bottles of alcohol while standing in line. I grab two and Ally grabs a bottle of Grey Goose and says “hey mom, I’ve heard of this, do you want to try it?” I say sure, she hands it to me. I know the clerk has been watching us and I assume its to make sure we’re not stealing anything so I don’t really care or notice.
Once its our turn to check out she asks for my ID, I hand it to her and then she asks for Ally’s. Confused, I say “she doesn’t have one.” The woman gives me a look and says “and who is she?”
Me: “My daughter.”
Clerk: “Well she was handling the alcohol and if she doesn’t have an ID then I can’t sell to either of you.”
Me: “But she’s not going to drink the alcohol?!”
Clerk: “It doesn’t matter. Our policy is that if she is old enough, she needs to stay in the car and if she comes in, she can’t touch the alcohol.”
Me: “Oh, okay, well if I send her out to the car and put that bottle back?”
Clerk: “No, I cannot sell to you.”
I wasn’t going to argue with her, I knew it wasn’t going to do me any good, and we were both mortified so we just left.
Now, after thinking about it, I’m PISSED.
There were no signs about minors. Not one of the THREE clerks (one of whom asked if we needed help) said anything about an obvious minor in the store. There was nothing to tell us we were doing anything wrong. Considering the number of “policies” the woman listed off, you’d think TELL THE CUSTOMER would be one of them, but apparently not.