At the convenience store yesterday to buy some smokes.
ME: "Two packs of Camel Lights please"
MINWAGE: "We only haf 'em in soft packs"
ME: "Ok, fine, just one pack then"
MINWAGE: "Can I see your ID?"
ME: "Sure" I hold out my wallet showing my ID she looks at it and turns a grabs a notepad. I put my wallet back in my pocket
MINWAGE: "Hode on, I need to write down your Drivers license number"
ME: "I'm sorry, you need to do what?"
MINWAGE: "I need to write down your Drivers License number"
ME: "I'm not going to let you write down my Drivers License number"
MINWAGE: "Well I can't sell you these cigarettes" With an air of royalty she snatches the smokes off the counter and puts them away
ME: "My driver's license number is none of YOUR business"
MINWAGE: "Well, we got busted by tha po-leese too many times and this is what we do now. You gonna haf to buy your smokes somewhere else den"
ME: "Too Easy" I leave. Guy down the street didn't even ask for my ID let alone write it down.
Now, Sure, perhaps my tinfoil is on a bit too tight. There isn't much they can do with a DL # but I figured it was not something I wanted MINWAGE sitting there with, er WIF.