I hate when cashiers decide that we look like deadbeats with empty accounts and stopped credit cards, or even just plain crooks, and treat us like it! I had this punk at a gas station pull that on me awhile back, but I called him on his sh*t and I hope I embarrassed him in front of the police.
It was 11 at night, and I went to get Diesel for my '84 Corolla hatchback with worn-out paint (one of my Toyota Diesel car & truck collection that I haven't restored yet). Looks like a $200 car that a credit card thief would have, I guess. So I put my card in at the pump, and it declined (probably I put the wrong zipcode), and it said to see cashier. So I went to see the cashier, and he said it showed some kind of code that he thought meant "take card/call cops". When I tried to give him the card to do again by hand, he said he didn't want to be a part of a fraud, and I should "just get out of there before the cops come if I know what's good for me". I was annoyed, so I pulled out our corporate platinum card (same name on it), and fumbled deliberately with my two IDs (TX and CA), and he of course thought I had a wallet full of other peoples' cards! The corporate card approved of course, and as I walked back to start putting fuel in the car, he said "Got balls dude!!!!", as if he thought I was still a thief, and didn't believe he had really called the police, and that I was about to get arrested and didn't care or something. Of course being the LAPD, they never showed up, but I saw him taking my picture, and writing down all kinds of stuff. I'd have paid anything to have been there to see the look on his face, when the cops would have looked up the stuff he wrote down, and realized that I played along with the whole thing and kept cool about it; letting him make an ass of himself
Charles