Ah, the joys of working overnight at a convenience store...
A taxi pulls up outside 2 kids step out of it, a black kid and a white kid, and come into the store. The black kid spoke in a midwestern accent and qas quite polite. The white kid was almost constantly talking "ghetto." Anyway the black kid asked to buy cigerettes, Newports 100 to be percise, and I ask for ID. He was legal by a month. The white kid started to pull out the money to give to the black kid. That is a big no-no so I ask for the white kid's ID. He gets all defensive and starts yelling, while the black kid asked politely why I needed to se his friend's ID.
State regulations. The clerk needs to verify the age of the entire purchasing party and since the white kid was paying I had to ID him. The white kid was getting really pissed off, threatened to kill me and beat me down if he ever sees me outside the store. I smiled and replied "I would oblidged but I'm afraid of being arrested for child abuse."
The kid fumed and his friend took him by the arm and left the store, and went back into their taxi.
I laughed fairly loudly at him.