So I go to get smokes this evening from the store down my street. The guy running the register has sold to me before, no problems. Today, after verifying my age and telling me the total, he decides to card me. Again, this is AFTER he had almost completed the sale, too late to card by company standards. So I hand him my driver's license, and he then starts throwing a fit because it says "F". The store wasn't empty and I really didn't feel comfortable sharing with half the neighbourhood why it stated that, so I offered another form of ID and to take off my hat. He asked, when I told him it was mine, "So are you a woman, sir?" That and showing my ID to the line is what sent me over the top.

So, I get to call my corporate headquarters tomorrow. YAY!