I pass by this store every time I leave Lago. I always think back to my first visit there, and what…read morea shame it is, I'll probably never go back. I had seen their advertisement in the local LV rag, and stopped in to take advantage of a sale. I walked up to the check-out counter and handed the guy a credit card. The total wasn't discounted, so I asked why? He said, cash or check for discounts, no cards. I thought, that's reasonable, as CCs do cost the retailer. I'll pay with a check, and he re-rang to include the discount. I whipped out my checkbook, which was from a CA. bank. With both arm extended out and leaning forward over the counter top, he blurted out, local checks only. I'm starting to not like his attitude. I asked to read the ad from the newspaper, and it did say cash or check, but it didn't say, local checks only. I proceeded to write the check out in spite of his restriction. Handed it to him and he said, I told you, I can't take that. Especially from California. Another friendly fuckin' Texan. We had a short staring contest, but I broke it off with, hold that thought, I need to go to my car. I thought about just leaving but knew he'd get too much satisfaction from that, so I returned with my local check book. He was continuing to stand in the same way, with BAD ASS written across his forehead. I handed him the local check...'got any ID?" Sure I do, I handed him my CA license. He said, this ain't no ID, you got a Texan license? No, I don't. He said, this ain't legal here, I don't have to accept this. I said listen Barnie, I'm really tired of fartin' around, you want me to just leave? He said well, your check looks good, but you best be gettin' a bonafide real license before you come back in here. I asked if he was the owner? He said no. Another short staring contest.
Maybe all the locals know him, maybe some even like him, but he's just a Barnie Fife wanna be, probably keeps one bullet in his shirt picket, just in case.
