After lunch the GF and I continued to head west on Charleston and needed some sundries before continuing on with our plan of the day. This location was busy during the afternoon lunch hour. I walked in an noticed a rather large line being managed by two clerks behind the counter. I shook my head thinking I might have to wait awhile. Not so. Of the two lines one moved quicker than the other and I was in the fast lane. The reason for the slow lane was due to rude customer giving one of the clerk's hell about showing her ID to by cigarettes. I marveled at the patience of clerk as she took the miserable hag's verbal lashings and coin being tossed on the counter. It is standard at every TH I have been to....your gonna have to show ID when purchasing tobacco or booze..even when you obviously look like your of age. A very, very minor inconvenience which enables the clerk to not bypass a mature looking 15 year old, get a ticket and loose their job. Don't hate the player, hate the game.