“May I see your ID?”
Really? (Pause to glance at waiter’s face, because some like to kid their customers.)
“Really” (no smile).
I produced my driver’s license, along with my AARP card. Still no smile.
Just as TSA pats down four-year-olds and grandmothers, certain institutions tell their employees to follow the rules with no exceptions in order to eliminate human error (as if).
I like Buffalo Wild Wings but will be more watchful. No room for human judgment often means trouble on the horizon.
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