As devoted member of customers_suck I must acknowledge that today roles were overturned and I was the badly behaved customer. First to defend myself, I feel that I had every right to act in the way I did.
Today Bills dad popped in for a visit. We drove down the road to the local Walmart to pick up snacks, soda, and beer. Even though Bill was purchasing everything the cashier requested that Bill and I both had to produce IDs. That’s acceptable; she was following the store policy, a gold star for her. Now I do admit that I even though I am 24, I look about 16. However my license does state that I was born in 1980. The cashier lady, who was barely 18, was dressed beyond ghetto to present herself to be a popular girl because of her tight shirt and loose habits.
She looked at Bills ID but then stared at mine for a good two minutes. I just presumed that she looked at the year and was trying to calculate how old I was. But then she walked away with my license to the next cashier without saying anything to me. They started whispering to each other for a good five minutes. Granted, there were a lot of people on line. Then after whispering to her little friend, she disappeared somewhere without even saying a word to me. I did remain patient for the first 10 minutes but then I started to get pissed. I said to other cashier (okay maybe a bit loud) “Where the FUCK did she go with my license”? The cashier said “Oh, your license isn’t valid”. WTF? I asked the little cashier friend what she meant by that and she only gave me stuttering responses that “it is not legal and I couldn’t use it”. I didn't think it was possible for one person to possess such a vast reservoir of undiluted gibberish.
Finally the cashier came back after who knows what she was doing, probably whipping her ass with it after enjoying a cup of gas inducing coffee. She said:
Her rolling her eyes: Your ID is fake.
Me: Um, no. That is a valid license.
Her This is the moment when she started bopping her head back and forth and snapping her fingers ghetto style) You chalked this ID, I know a fake ID when I see one.
THEN SHE STARTED SCRATCHING THE DATE AND INSTEAD OF DISCOVERING THE MY ID WAS FAKE LIKE SHE WISHED, SHE STARTED RUINING MY LISENCE. I wanted to say that she makes slugs and other invertebrates look like Nobel Prize winners. But I held back as called the manager over.

Me: This woman accused my license of being chalked. But this is my real valid license, you can go scan it or whatever you have to do to prove it is real. (Then I dumped all of my credit cards in front of her). See, I am real. I don’t even want this fucking beer. Its my boyfriend buying it. So why the FUCK would I chalk my ID to accompany my boyfriend to Walmart on a Wednesday afternoon to buy beer.

Um, the manager took one look at the license to realize it was REAL and apologized. The cashier turned read and rolled her eyes at me.
Well now I feel better. I exchanged my aggravation to publicly humiliate her over the internet.