Pissed at Walmart. Again!

You didn't really want to pay double for that oil anyway. The prices at TSA make Gander look like a second hand outlet store.
I was there having lunch with a member here, and planning to dial in some new sights on a new peashooter afterwards. I walked over to the the gun shop section and he said he couldn't sell it to me without my name to set up a profile. I told him I already have a range card. He said that would work. I told him I won't buy anything from them if I have to identify myself for no other reason than to satisfy their inane store policy to buy a can of gun oil. They can market themselves to all the phudds and newbs they want, but I won't be back.
 
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No issues up the road in Gville at either Walmart. I just give them my DOB... Scanning your DL is just a quicker way I'm guessing of entering your DOB. Sheets scans my ID when I pickup a beer. It beeps and then the register completes the transaction. I've been picking up CCI quiet every trip. Saw they had Mini-mags, Stingers, and Federal 325 as well. Overton's has Standard velocity and is just around the corner along with a few bulk boxes usually.
 
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I'm only half your age and I agree with this. Does that mean I'm going to be a grumpy SOB when I'm your age?

Pay attention, take notes, study hard and get lots and lots of practice.. If you take your future seriously now you'll be all set later in life..
 
The big deal to me is . . . I feel discriminated against. Would they ask me for my drivers license if I purchased an ax? A butcher knife? Why would I have to prove anything to buy a few boxes of .22lr ammo? A couple of weeks ago I bought several boxes of .22, at the Sports Academy in Greenville. The clerk asked me for my drivers license. I refused. She then asked for my date of birth, which I gave her. Then she checked me out. I'm 71 years old!!! She probably violated store policy? The older I get the more chaffed I get at gubment rules and regulations. The gubment is so prevalent in our society that the Walmarts, and Sports Academys, etc. are afraid. The retail guys come up with store policies that invade my privacy, to cover their own ass. Take the gubment rules, regulations and silly ass law suits away, things may be somewhat normal?

While I'm ranting, another thing. License checks. That's what they call them, around here. Some times I ask "what's going on, prison break?", all I get is a scowl and I'm told to move along. Law enforcement arrest people for no drivers license, driving under the influence, no current license plates, seat belts not being used and a few other things. Nothing wrong with that is there? Except innocent, law abiding people are stopped by law enforcement, and asked to show their drivers license. They have committed no crime. If you refuse to show your license, you will be asked to pull over to the side of the road. Then you are a criminal. Your crime is that you refused to show your "papers". I know, I know, drivers license is a privilege, not a right.

You weren't being discriminated against Mr. Powell. You were being treated as subject, not a citizen, of a supposedly free country and it was galling. As it should be to any free man.

The loss of our freedom has occurred by the "death by a thousand cuts" method. This small nick happened to hit a nerve with you. Your fellow Countrymen have felt similar nicks throughout the years and each and every time the rest of us have ignored the minor injury done to the freedom of our fellow man.

I'm as tired and sick and angry about the little tyrannies that are allowed to exist. It sickens and disgusts me that we have allowed our country to get to this point. I have come to the point that I no longer care if the country splits up - either by agreement or by force, but I want my freedom back.

We shouldn't have to suffer the myriad of indignities that are imposed upon us by a government run amuck and allowed to exist by our own apathy.

When will enough be enough?
 
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I won't give my date of birth either. I might make one up on the spur of the moment.

First, an accurate DOB can contribute to identity theft. Second, the law doesn't requiure it. Third, we are all pretty sure I am over twenty one. I mean WAY over. :)
 
I'm only half your age and I agree with this. Does that mean I'm going to be a grumpy SOB when I'm your age?
If he's "grumpy" it's because he has a good damn reason to be and the rest of us would do well to listen.

Maybe if those of us that are not as old as he is were "grumpier", maybe our country wouldn't be in the shape it is today.
 
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If he's "grumpy" it's because he has a good damn reason to be and the rest of us would do well to listen.

Maybe if those of us that are not as old as he is were "grumpier", maybe our country wouldn't be in the shape it is today.

You're probably right.
 
Yeah, they're doing that at Wally World, over here in the mountainous part of the state too. Sales clerk looked about as disgusted about as I was. I mentioned to him, wondering if things would ever got back to "normal". He said, with a shake of his head, "normal is long gone".
 
I'm glad I can go to Jaybirds Guns in Hildebran and buy ammo without jumping through hoops. I don't get going to Wallyworld for ammo unless your LGS is a douche.

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I think it's more store CYA than anything else. I've been carded for or the register required age verification for butane, propane, paint thinner, etc. because the store can say it has a policy that protects minors. Some of those registers that require DL scanning might have a lockout that prevents completion of the transaction unless it's done or has a supervisor level override. Reduces operator error and operator thinking. Still, I don't like it and I will vote with my dollars. Unless, of course, I find a smokin' deal. :D
 
That requirement of the 1968 Gun Control Act ended in 1986. At the same time, the machine gun registry was closed. All part of the same bill.
Someone thinks it's still a good idea! The Good Idea Fairy is alive and well!
 
I've had a white beard for a long time, and the OP is older than me, lol.
So, maybe the clerk just didn't want Santa Clause to hurt himself. Jus sayin...:D
 
I think it's more store CYA than anything else. I've been carded for or the register required age verification for butane, propane, paint thinner, etc. because the store can say it has a policy that protects minors.
They didn't actually check my ID, but I got the red light at the self-checkout for age verification a month or so ago for a small can of compressed air (keyboard duster). Not sure I'd ever bought it before, but evidently you have to be 18. Dang kids huffin' everything!!
 
The nanny state is getting evermore entrenched. The worse it gets the more violent and painful it will be to correct it.
 
You guys are reading too much into this from the WRONG angle. This has absolutely NOTHING to do with scanning your driver's license, documenting ammo purchases for the government, etc.

I'm surprised you guys haven't figured it out. It's a plain as the nose on your face.

Linda is a homewrecker, powwowell. She wants to see your driver's license so she can get your home address. Right after that, she would have been asking you for your phone number "for the records".

She'll be friendly, at first. Chatting with you all the time, laughing at your jokes. Then will come the light touches, brushing against you "by accident". Sure, she'll be flirtatious at first, light teasing. Then they'll slowly increase in frequency as they become less "teasing" and more "invitations". Then one day she'll just grab you by the crotch, lean in to your ear and whisper that she want's to rock your world.

When you turn her down, the fury of the gods will flash through her eyes and the first threat will be issued: "You'll regret this."

Then it will be endless nights of stalking, phone calls in the dead of night with nobody there, and notes showing up out of the blue where you work.

One day you'll come home and your dogs will be dead. No visible wounds...just dead. Another day, you'll come out to your car and find the finish keyed. Pictures of you at various family events will be stuck under your windshield wipers with your family's faces carved out.

You'll start seeing her everywhere you routinely go. Your favorite lunch spot. At the gas station, tanking up a few pumps away from you. Driving by your place of employment.

Then one day you'll come home and find her sitting at the kitchen table, laughing it up with your wife over something.

And you're wife will look up at you and say "Honey! Look who stopped by to visit!"

And she'll turn her head and look at you, smiling all the while...as she picks up the knife and cuts another slice of cheese off the block in front of her.


Count your blessings, dude! You narrowly escaped by the skin of your teeth, if only for the wrong reasons!
 
You guys are reading too much into this from the WRONG angle. This has absolutely NOTHING to do with scanning your driver's license, documenting ammo purchases for the government, etc.

I'm surprised you guys haven't figured it out. It's a plain as the nose on your face.

Linda is a homewrecker, powwowell. She wants to see your driver's license so she can get your home address. Right after that, she would have been asking you for your phone number "for the records".

She'll be friendly, at first. Chatting with you all the time, laughing at your jokes. Then will come the light touches, brushing against you "by accident". Sure, she'll be flirtatious at first, light teasing. Then they'll slowly increase in frequency as they become less "teasing" and more "invitations". Then one day she'll just grab you by the crotch, lean in to your ear and whisper that she want's to rock your world.

When you turn her down, the fury of the gods will flash through her eyes and the first threat will be issued: "You'll regret this."

Then it will be endless nights of stalking, phone calls in the dead of night with nobody there, and notes showing up out of the blue where you work.

One day you'll come home and your dogs will be dead. No visible wounds...just dead. Another day, you'll come out to your car and find the finish keyed. Pictures of you at various family events will be stuck under your windshield wipers with your family's faces carved out.

You'll start seeing her everywhere you routinely go. Your favorite lunch spot. At the gas station, tanking up a few pumps away from you. Driving by your place of employment.

Then one day you'll come home and find her sitting at the kitchen table, laughing it up with your wife over something.

And you're wife will look up at you and say "Honey! Look who stopped by to visit!"

And she'll turn her head and look at you, smiling all the while...as she picks up the knife and cuts another slice of cheese off the block in front of her.


Count your blessings, dude! You narrowly escaped by the skin of your teeth, if only for the wrong reasons!


For Gods sake man, show her your DL!!! I want to see how much of this turns out to be true!!
 
I might have to mess with them ... I just had to get one of the new "real id" star driver's license and the DMV lady didn't keep my unexpired one. I might have to go "oh okay I'll give you this license for this" and pull out both. I don't know if they'd realize or even care if I had two licenses ... but the chance it would strike a nerve would be fun.

FYI, both licenses have the same info and expiration dates ... it's one has the stupid gold star on the upper right hand corner so the Feds will acknowledge it as "proper real id". It is not a fake or something the lady gave it back to me with all the other stuff I had to provide to prove I was worthy of a gold star ...
 
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If he's "grumpy" it's because he has a good damn reason to be and the rest of us would do well to listen.

Maybe if those of us that are not as old as he is were "grumpier", maybe our country wouldn't be in the shape it is today.

What makes ya grumpy is the fact that we had the wool pulled over our eyes, thinkin Walter Cronkite and the President would never lie to us, and the people we put in congress had our country's best interest at heart. We also thought that too much communication was a bad thing. We got all puffed up and didn't really LET it happen as much as we MADE it happen. Enuff ta piss anyone off !
 
You guys are reading too much into this from the WRONG angle. This has absolutely NOTHING to do with scanning your driver's license, documenting ammo purchases for the government, etc.

I'm surprised you guys haven't figured it out. It's a plain as the nose on your face.

Linda is a homewrecker, powwowell. She wants to see your driver's license so she can get your home address. Right after that, she would have been asking you for your phone number "for the records".

She'll be friendly, at first. Chatting with you all the time, laughing at your jokes. Then will come the light touches, brushing against you "by accident". Sure, she'll be flirtatious at first, light teasing. Then they'll slowly increase in frequency as they become less "teasing" and more "invitations". Then one day she'll just grab you by the crotch, lean in to your ear and whisper that she want's to rock your world.

When you turn her down, the fury of the gods will flash through her eyes and the first threat will be issued: "You'll regret this."

Then it will be endless nights of stalking, phone calls in the dead of night with nobody there, and notes showing up out of the blue where you work.

One day you'll come home and your dogs will be dead. No visible wounds...just dead. Another day, you'll come out to your car and find the finish keyed. Pictures of you at various family events will be stuck under your windshield wipers with your family's faces carved out.

You'll start seeing her everywhere you routinely go. Your favorite lunch spot. At the gas station, tanking up a few pumps away from you. Driving by your place of employment.

Then one day you'll come home and find her sitting at the kitchen table, laughing it up with your wife over something.

And you're wife will look up at you and say "Honey! Look who stopped by to visit!"

And she'll turn her head and look at you, smiling all the while...as she picks up the knife and cuts another slice of cheese off the block in front of her.


Count your blessings, dude! You narrowly escaped by the skin of your teeth, if only for the wrong reasons!



hahahaha...dang goodern... ya left out the boiled cat, that shows taste in my book. :)
 
You guys are reading too much into this from the WRONG angle. This has absolutely NOTHING to do with scanning your driver's license, documenting ammo purchases for the government, etc.

I'm surprised you guys haven't figured it out. It's a plain as the nose on your face.

Linda is a homewrecker, powwowell. She wants to see your driver's license so she can get your home address. Right after that, she would have been asking you for your phone number "for the records".

She'll be friendly, at first. Chatting with you all the time, laughing at your jokes. Then will come the light touches, brushing against you "by accident". Sure, she'll be flirtatious at first, light teasing. Then they'll slowly increase in frequency as they become less "teasing" and more "invitations". Then one day she'll just grab you by the crotch, lean in to your ear and whisper that she want's to rock your world.

When you turn her down, the fury of the gods will flash through her eyes and the first threat will be issued: "You'll regret this."

Then it will be endless nights of stalking, phone calls in the dead of night with nobody there, and notes showing up out of the blue where you work.

One day you'll come home and your dogs will be dead. No visible wounds...just dead. Another day, you'll come out to your car and find the finish keyed. Pictures of you at various family events will be stuck under your windshield wipers with your family's faces carved out.

You'll start seeing her everywhere you routinely go. Your favorite lunch spot. At the gas station, tanking up a few pumps away from you. Driving by your place of employment.

Then one day you'll come home and find her sitting at the kitchen table, laughing it up with your wife over something.

And you're wife will look up at you and say "Honey! Look who stopped by to visit!"

And she'll turn her head and look at you, smiling all the while...as she picks up the knife and cuts another slice of cheese off the block in front of her.


Count your blessings, dude! You narrowly escaped by the skin of your teeth, if only for the wrong reasons!
Just because you're feeling better now, it doesn't mean you should stop taking your meds. :D
 
They didn't actually check my ID, but I got the red light at the self-checkout for age verification a month or so ago for a small can of compressed air (keyboard duster). Not sure I'd ever bought it before, but evidently you have to be 18. Dang kids huffin' everything!!
I actually ran into this at AC Moore one year when buying contact cement for the kids' school projects
 
You guys are reading too much into this from the WRONG angle. This has absolutely NOTHING to do with scanning your driver's license, documenting ammo purchases for the government, etc.

I'm surprised you guys haven't figured it out. It's a plain as the nose on your face.

Linda is a homewrecker, powwowell. She wants to see your driver's license so she can get your home address. Right after that, she would have been asking you for your phone number "for the records".

She'll be friendly, at first. Chatting with you all the time, laughing at your jokes. Then will come the light touches, brushing against you "by accident". Sure, she'll be flirtatious at first, light teasing. Then they'll slowly increase in frequency as they become less "teasing" and more "invitations". Then one day she'll just grab you by the crotch, lean in to your ear and whisper that she want's to rock your world.

When you turn her down, the fury of the gods will flash through her eyes and the first threat will be issued: "You'll regret this."

Then it will be endless nights of stalking, phone calls in the dead of night with nobody there, and notes showing up out of the blue where you work.

One day you'll come home and your dogs will be dead. No visible wounds...just dead. Another day, you'll come out to your car and find the finish keyed. Pictures of you at various family events will be stuck under your windshield wipers with your family's faces carved out.

You'll start seeing her everywhere you routinely go. Your favorite lunch spot. At the gas station, tanking up a few pumps away from you. Driving by your place of employment.

Then one day you'll come home and find her sitting at the kitchen table, laughing it up with your wife over something.

And you're wife will look up at you and say "Honey! Look who stopped by to visit!"

And she'll turn her head and look at you, smiling all the while...as she picks up the knife and cuts another slice of cheese off the block in front of her.


Count your blessings, dude! You narrowly escaped by the skin of your teeth, if only for the wrong reasons!
I get the feeling this is personal experience talking :eek:
 
I actually ran into this at AC Moore one year when buying contact cement for the kids' school projects
Kids will do anything to try to get "high". I think part of it stems from the prohibition of "adult" substances which creates s mystique and taboo.

Then again, I had a teacher for circuits 1 in college that was an expert witness in a lawsuit where a kid took a toy train transformer, attached one electrode to his manhood and the other to a copper pipe that he inserted in his backside and managed to electrocute himself, so what kids will do shouldn't be surprising.
 
Kids will do anything to try to get "high". I think part of it stems from the prohibition of "adult" substances which creates s mystique and taboo.

Then again, I had a teacher for circuits 1 in college that was an expert witness in a lawsuit where a kid took a toy train transformer, attached one electrode to his manhood and the other to a copper pipe that he inserted in his backside and managed to electrocute himself, so what kids will do shouldn't be surprising.
I may be a christian but I see examples of evolution everyday. Hopefully that guy at least made it on the Darwin Award list (and didn't have a chance to procreate)
 
@powwowell said they knew each other since high school. She knew how old he was. So I'm certain the only thing @powwowell could assume was that she was going to scan his DL.

I don't blame him for walking out. I think a lot of people will do the same. That makes me wonder if Walmart thought about that before implementing their policy. Folks that run Walmart ain't stupid.
I haven't bought ammo at Walmart in a year at least
 
I may be a christian but I see examples of evolution everyday. Hopefully that guy at least made it on the Darwin Award list (and didn't have a chance to procreate)
Yes. The court case was because his parents tried to sue the toy maker, but lost because the kid had modified the transformer, bypassing some of the safety features.
 
What is the big deal? The gubmint already knows everything about you whether you like it or not especially if you have a CHP or NFA stuff. They're not logging your info. Only typing in birth date. Academy does it, too.

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Inch by inch......
 
But you can buy two 24oz. cans of wasp spray for $4.99...no id.
Lets see;
-Shoots 20 feet.
-Makes bear spray seem like mild zaxby's.
-It's flammable? Oh yeah that's right...20 foot flame thrower.

Nothing to see here move along.
 
I picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue.
You stopping huffing glue two years ago. Don't worry. They say the brain cells come back... eventually.
 
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