| Went in to buy some herb, not to audition for Black Mirror: Bureaucracy Edition. Forgot my ID in the car (rookie move, I'll admit), and told them I'd be right back. only to be told, in a tone that suggested I'd just insulted their ancestors, that "once we refuse service, we don't serve again."
This was delivered by a woman who appeared to have been genetically engineered for maximum inflexibility—both physically and policy-wise—accompanied by a much more reasonable-looking human beside her who, tragically, remained silent, possibly in disbelief.
Not sure what's going on here. Maybe there's a secret handshake I missed. Maybe I offended someone spiritually. Either way, it's weed, not the Pentagon. Chill out.
Two stars because at least the building didn't collapse. |