How Easy is It to Steal Alcohal From Rite Aid
"You want to see my what??!!"
The most exciting thing that has happened to me in 50 years happened just the other day. Right here in our own Ocean Beach. I am still giggling as I write this report. Let me set the stage:
I am not a beer drinker. I will cook with it, but I do not think that I ever ordered beer to drink except when I went out with the man that became my husband back 40 years ago.
We were at the race track and he ordered a glass of the brew. Not wanting him to think that we did not have anything in common, I ordered one too. I didn't want him to know that I didn't like it so every time he went to cash a ticket – and he was lucky that day – I poured a little bit more out. When the glass was empty he asked me if I wanted another one, but I told him that one was my limit. As best as I can recall that was the only time I ordered a beer.
Recently I have gone back to on-line dating, in spite of my saying that I would not do so again. But I didn't know where I could legitimately meet members of the opposite sex, and, at the same time, get fodder for my articles, so I returned to OKCupid, and Mingle, which are free sites, and Match.com, which is a paid service.
I have always made it a point not to communicate with men that do not live in San Diego. I am not interested in a long-distance relationship, but sometimes something is said that pique's my interest. I am not going to talk about this one particular man yet; want to give me some time to see if anything develops, but suffice it to say this exciting experience the other day is all because of "Cowboy"; my new friend from, of all places, Fargo, North Dakota.
We have been talking – actually talking on the phone – as well as texting and emailing for some time now. He is an honest-to-goodness cowboy; lives on his farm where he raises goats, pigs, cattle, etc. (Like I have a lot in common with him, right?)
But somehow we got it in our heads that we should meet. First we talked about meeting in Las Vegas – but I really don't like to fly. The cost for him to fly from Fargo to Las Vegas is about $550.I don't think I am worth it. And the cost for me to fly to Las Vegas, without getting one of the Southwest "specials" is about $170. (I don't think he is worth it.) But … lo and behold we found that he could fly from Fargo to San Diego for $410. And, without much thought, he booked his ticket.
And I will be soon picking him up at the airport. How will I recognize him? By his big black cowboy hat, of course. Or maybe by his red cowboy boots; or maybe by his cowboy shirt that has snaps, not buttons. None-the-less, he is coming to San Diego within the next 24 hours. For 5 days, no less. Hell! What am I going to do with a cowboy that has never been to San Diego – ever. That's probably another story so won't dwell on it now.
But what is so exciting. Unbelievable. \
I asked Cowboy what he likes to drink. "Bud Lite" was his answer. So that meant that I had to go buy beer because there sure isn't any in my house. Irish Whiskey, Scotch, Bourbon, Tequila, Rum, Brandy, Vodka – all of these, but no beer. I remember once reading that our very own Rite Aid sells more beer than any other place around here. They are always having specials on that product.
So, I took myself to RiteAid – no construction this time around, and put a 18 pack of Bud Lite in my basket. (Well, he said he usually drinks about 3 a day times the 5 days he is here – figured that was about right.)
I took my purchase up to the cashier to pay, and guess what? Guess. Go ahead.
They wouldn't sell it to me without a picture I.D!
I looked at them incredulously. I am a great grandmother and they wouldn't sell me a case of beer without my driver's license? You must be kidding, I said.
"No", I was told, "beginning May 25th ALL people buying tobacco and/or alcohol products will be carded." Do you believe that?
Hell, I was against CVS coming into Ocean Beach at the onset. If I am going to be carded, like my grandchildren, every time I purchase an alcoholic product at Rite Aid I will always do my shopping tat Rite Aid. I think I waltzed out of the store with a smile on my face. Might even go back tonight! Wanna join me?
Source: https://obrag.org/2014/06/rite-aid-carded-me-when-i-bought-beer-and-im-a-great-grandmother/
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