oi.
I just found out (my phrase of the week, eh?) that I'm going to have to watch a DVD on tobacco sales at work. Now, because the Loss Prevention guy is a spastic, we have to input the birthdates of every customer who wishes to purchase tobacco or alcohol. Yes, even the senior citizens. I can just picture it now: an old fellow, maybe in his mid-sixties, happily walks in to the store and asks for a pack of cigarettes. I smile and ask him for his birthdate. Gay. Like the incredibly high cigarette prices in the store aren't killing our tobacco sales enough, now people are going to stop coming in because they'll feel insulted. Fucking lame.