Now, to add some background here. I'm 19, but depending on what I'm wearing or if my hair is up or not, I can look about 15.
As I handed over the hankies, the woman at the cash register looked directly at my mom, and asked her "So, is that everything?" Now, my mom and I don't really look all that much alike. Nor was she standing right by me, but rather off a bit looking at some of those gadgets they had laying around for christmas.
I replied that no, that was it. As she rang it up though...
"Do you need a gift recipt?"
"Nope! I should be good, thanks."
"Are you sure?"
"...Nope, I should be okay."
*she glances over at my mom* "Are you SURE you don't need one? Maybe in case you forgot the right letter? You might have to return it then, you know!" This was said in a tone that... frankly, one uses with either five year olds or the mentally disabled.
I paid with a check, (Which she started to tell me how to fill out before I *glared* like hell.) and left, PISSED. That hadn't been the first time a cashier had lectured me about my purchases in Penny's (like the woman who lectured me for 5-7 minutes about why I should get a credit card), or in other stores.
Honestly, what makes someone think they can lecture me? I'm 19; even if I looked 15, I'm pretty sure most fifteen yearolds know the difference between the letter R and an M.