Years - no, decades - ago, I was in a long checkout line at a Kroger. There was a teenager ahead of me trying to buy beer. He had a driver's license that had been peeled opened, a picture inserted, and scotch-taped shut. This license belonged in the Bad Fake ID Hall of Fame. The cashier popped her gum, then told him she'd have to have the manager approve the sale. The manager walked over, looked over the ID, and told the kid they couldn't accept it as valid ID because it was damaged. This kid, probably 16, went into the the most self-righteous anger speech I'd heard in a while, followed by his shouting "I'll never shop here again!", and stormed out. The audience (me included) enjoyed the floor show that entertained us in line, and laughed and applauded the whole thing. The manager took a bow.