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The year before, I'd been in t'Yorkshire Dales.shoes said:Sounds like pulp song.tek-monkey said:On my 33rd birthday, I was at a supermarket in Wales.
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The year before, I'd been in t'Yorkshire Dales.shoes said:Sounds like pulp song.tek-monkey said:On my 33rd birthday, I was at a supermarket in Wales.
or medication........zebidee said:I nearly had a barney in Asda the other day with their bloody challenge 25 policy over two bottles of £2 mulled wine!
Before anyone says anything, I had my ID with me, but I also had a huge trolley full of shopping to sort, a cranky 3 year old, grumbling tummy and burgeoning headache combined with the stress of having to deal with all 4 of those.
Futhermore, the checkout operator was pushing my stuff through the scanner far faster than i could deal with it, mixing it all up (I'm with db and Gramaisc on the conveyor organisation) and the 3 year old was starting to sound like a broken record about her blooming fruit sweet things.
Checkout lady decided to ask me for ID in the midst of this discomfort, so I said 'Seriously?' In that exasperated tone (you know the one I mean). She looked at my ID and said 'Well, it IS challenge 25.'
I glared at her through my haze of stress and replied, tight lipped, with the highly mature, 'Yeah, but, come on...'
I then packed my bags in silence and lugged my haul back to the car.
I probably handled it quite well considering my mental state at the time, but by Gord my inner monologue was ranting:
"What kind of 17 year old comes shopping at this time with what looks like a full week's family shop with a pre-schooler in tow and their own shopping bags?!"
"The point of a challenge 25 is to catch out under 18s who look like they could be 25, not every single person shopping who looks under 25"
x500 sat in my car until I chilled out and drove home.
Sigh. I think I need to take up meditation.
basil said:or medication........
?zebidee said:two bottles of £2 mulled wine!
tek-monkey said:On my 33rd birthday, I was at a supermarket in Wales.
Gramaisc said:The year before, I'd been in t'Yorkshire Dales.
I think that's better.shoes said:Sounds like pulp song.
We could have had a Forum song with each line written by somebody else - next year's Turner Prize could be ours..Colin Grigson said:tek-monkey said:On my 33rd birthday, I was at a supermarket in Wales.Gramaisc said:The year before, I'd been in t'Yorkshire Dales.I think that's better.shoes said:Sounds like pulp song.
To the 12 days of christmas tune.......Gramaisc said:We could have had a Forum song with each line written by somebody else - next year's Turner Prize could be ours..Colin Grigson said:tek-monkey said:On my 33rd birthday, I was at a supermarket in Wales.Gramaisc said:The year before, I'd been in t'Yorkshire Dales.I think that's better.shoes said:Sounds like pulp song.
I hope the wine helped!zebidee said:I nearly had a barney in Asda the other day with their bloody challenge 25 policy over two bottles of £2 mulled wine!
Before anyone says anything, I had my ID with me, but I also had a huge trolley full of shopping to sort, a cranky 3 year old, grumbling tummy and burgeoning headache combined with the stress of having to deal with all 4 of those.
Futhermore, the checkout operator was pushing my stuff through the scanner far faster than i could deal with it, mixing it all up (I'm with db and Gramaisc on the conveyor organisation) and the 3 year old was starting to sound like a broken record about her blooming fruit sweet things.
Checkout lady decided to ask me for ID in the midst of this discomfort, so I said 'Seriously?' In that exasperated tone (you know the one I mean). She looked at my ID and said 'Well, it IS challenge 25.'
I glared at her through my haze of stress and replied, tight lipped, with the highly mature, 'Yeah, but, come on...'
I then packed my bags in silence and lugged my haul back to the car.
I probably handled it quite well considering my mental state at the time, but by Gord my inner monologue was ranting:
"What kind of 17 year old comes shopping at this time with what looks like a full week's family shop with a pre-schooler in tow and their own shopping bags?!"
"The point of a challenge 25 is to catch out under 18s who look like they could be 25, not every single person shopping who looks under 25"
x500 sat in my car until I chilled out and drove home.
Sigh. I think I need to take up meditation.
Sounds about right! But then, I don't drink really - the wine was for a little gathering the following night, went down quite well but I think I only had one or two glasses all night.Withnail said:basil said:or medication........?zebidee said:two bottles of £2 mulled wine!
If you really can't remember what you drank, then there is the possibility that you may have drunk more than you might be declaring..zebidee said:Sounds about right! But then, I don't drink really - the wine was for a little gathering the following night, went down quite well but I think I only had one or two glasses all night.Withnail said:basil said:or medication........?zebidee said:two bottles of £2 mulled wine!
Oh I was only talking about the wine there, not the rest of the alcoholGramaisc said:If you really can't remember what you drank, then there is the possibility that you may have drunk more than you might be declaring..
I must admit to having had a similar response myself in a near identical (sans toddler) situation in ASDA. I looked her in the eye and and said something along the lines of "I'm a thirty year old man, with a beard and wrinkles. Do you really think I'm buying bleach and tinned anchovies as an elaborate cover for the fact that I'm a 17 year old on my way to a party?" Which prompted a heavy sigh and a roll of the eyes but I was allowed my beer . On another occasion I held up the queue while I went out to get my driver's license from the glove box. If you will ask silly questions you can always expect silly responses...zebidee said:I nearly had a barney in Asda the other day with their bloody challenge 25 policy over two bottles of £2 mulled wine!
Before anyone says anything, I had my ID with me, but I also had a huge trolley full of shopping to sort, a cranky 3 year old, grumbling tummy and burgeoning headache combined with the stress of having to deal with all 4 of those.
Futhermore, the checkout operator was pushing my stuff through the scanner far faster than i could deal with it, mixing it all up (I'm with db and Gramaisc on the conveyor organisation) and the 3 year old was starting to sound like a broken record about her blooming fruit sweet things.
Checkout lady decided to ask me for ID in the midst of this discomfort, so I said 'Seriously?' In that exasperated tone (you know the one I mean). She looked at my ID and said 'Well, it IS challenge 25.'
I glared at her through my haze of stress and replied, tight lipped, with the highly mature, 'Yeah, but, come on...'
I then packed my bags in silence and lugged my haul back to the car.
I probably handled it quite well considering my mental state at the time, but by Gord my inner monologue was ranting:
"What kind of 17 year old comes shopping at this time with what looks like a full week's family shop with a pre-schooler in tow and their own shopping bags?!"
"The point of a challenge 25 is to catch out under 18s who look like they could be 25, not every single person shopping who looks under 25"
x500 sat in my car until I chilled out and drove home.
Sigh. I think I need to take up meditation.
Interesting.......Goldilox said:I must admit to having had a similar response myself in a near identical (sans toddler) situation in ASDA. I looked her in the eye and and said something along the lines of "I'm a thirty year old man, with a beard and wrinkles. Do you really think I'm buying bleach and tinned anchovies as an elaborate cover for the fact that I'm a 17 year old on my way to a party?" Which prompted a heavy sigh and a roll of the eyes but I was allowed my beer . On another occasion I held up the queue while I went out to get my driver's license from the glove box. If you will ask silly questions you can always expect silly responses...zebidee said:I nearly had a barney in Asda the other day with their bloody challenge 25 policy over two bottles of £2 mulled wine!
Before anyone says anything, I had my ID with me, but I also had a huge trolley full of shopping to sort, a cranky 3 year old, grumbling tummy and burgeoning headache combined with the stress of having to deal with all 4 of those.
Futhermore, the checkout operator was pushing my stuff through the scanner far faster than i could deal with it, mixing it all up (I'm with db and Gramaisc on the conveyor organisation) and the 3 year old was starting to sound like a broken record about her blooming fruit sweet things.
Checkout lady decided to ask me for ID in the midst of this discomfort, so I said 'Seriously?' In that exasperated tone (you know the one I mean). She looked at my ID and said 'Well, it IS challenge 25.'
I glared at her through my haze of stress and replied, tight lipped, with the highly mature, 'Yeah, but, come on...'
I then packed my bags in silence and lugged my haul back to the car.
I probably handled it quite well considering my mental state at the time, but by Gord my inner monologue was ranting:
"What kind of 17 year old comes shopping at this time with what looks like a full week's family shop with a pre-schooler in tow and their own shopping bags?!"
"The point of a challenge 25 is to catch out under 18s who look like they could be 25, not every single person shopping who looks under 25"
x500 sat in my car until I chilled out and drove home.
Sigh. I think I need to take up meditation.
(for those who are about to respond with "well why don't you carry ID?", I feel I should explain that prior to moving to Stafford it was a good ten years since I'd been IDed, and I had kind of assumed the first time was a one off...)
Honestly, what I don't get is these situations where all the evidence points to being over 18, but the drone brain kicks in and they insist on ID-ing.Goldilox said:I must admit to having had a similar response myself in a near identical (sans toddler) situation in ASDA. I looked her in the eye and and said something along the lines of "I'm a thirty year old man, with a beard and wrinkles. Do you really think I'm buying bleach and tinned anchovies as an elaborate cover for the fact that I'm a 17 year old on my way to a party?" Which prompted a heavy sigh and a roll of the eyes but I was allowed my beer . On another occasion I held up the queue while I went out to get my driver's license from the glove box. If you will ask silly questions you can always expect silly responses...
(for those who are about to respond with "well why don't you carry ID?", I feel I should explain that prior to moving to Stafford it was a good ten years since I'd been IDed, and I had kind of assumed the first time was a one off...)
shoes said:I guess the penalties are great enough to scare the staff into checking everyone who might, even if only remotely, get them into trouble.
And there are sometimes 'secret shoppers' used to uncover such activities, I understand. Maybe they just take no chances...Trading Standards - 'Advice for Traders' said:Individual employees, including part-time staff, can be prosecuted for under
age sales. Penalties include imprisonment, fines and loss of any licence.
Its probably not a high likelihood due to most using a bit of common sense and laying objects in their most stable position, seems simple no?toooldtorock said:I have to disagree. Having done the odd risk assessment or two myself, there are two aspects - Hazard and Likelihood. Now life is full of hazards - walking to work, driving a car, upright beer bottles BUT this is balanced by the likelihood of that hazard causing an injury, and in view of the fact that there had been no previous incidents of beer bottles falling off the conveyor, the likelihood is extremely unlikely (?), so the need to lay them flat is not necessary. Also, if the hazard and likelihood is that great, checkout colleagues should be wearing safety boots for when the extremely unlikelihood incident happens!