Sometimes I wish people could think for themselves.
Today at hockey lessons I needed to borrow a jersey from the equipment desk because the one I usually use is lost in Matt's house.
John: Hi, I need to borrow a hockey jersey.
Equipment Lady: You mean a team set of jerseys?
J: No just one. I forgot mine at home.
EL: Sorry, I can't give you just one.
J: It's no problem, I've done it before. I leave my watcard, then I can borrow equipment.
EL: Sorry.
J: Fine, I'll sign out the whole set then.
EL: No. Jerseys are for Rec. Hockey games only.
J: So if I was getting 15 jerseys for my team, you'll trust me with them, but if I just want one for me personally, you won't give it to me?
EL: Maybe there's one you can use in the lost and found. (rummages around in the back for 5 minutes) ... Sorry, you're out of luck.
J: I don't mean to cause trouble or be rude or anything, but why won't you just give me one of those jerseys right there? (pointing at the collection of about 100 jerseys clearly visible in the closet)
EL: Can't do it. We've had problems with jerseys going missing. There's a sign on the closet.
J: But you'll have my watcard.
EL: Sorry.
J: How about I leave you my driver's license? In fact, you can take my whole wallet as collateral.
EL: No.
J: Look, there's $80 in cash in there. I think I'd rather have that back then steal your jersey.
EL: (shrugs)
J: (Supressing urge to kill) Thanks a lot for your help.
Luckily a complete stranger in the locker room lent me his jersey, and without any deposit or watcard or anything.
8:24:45 PM 
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