OK, first off, this is a true story--well- at least as relayed to me by my wife--she's very truthful, so I DO believe her....... My wife is the perfect example of graciousness, politeness and thoughtfulness (I definetly got the best end of the deal 35 years ago)
After a 1994 incident in Alaska where we were involved in a 60+ mile long high speed chase (being the chasee, running from the BGs), both my wife and I got our CC licenses.
Now, we fast-forward to about 1999-2000, in El Paso. My wife is President of the Protestant Women of the Chapel on Fort Bliss. So, she's on the way to a big meeting, she's running a little late and she stops by Dunkin Donuts to pick up 3 or 4 dozen. She writes her check and gives the 15-16 yr old kid behind the counter her Alaska Drivers License as ID, with her mind on the upcoming meeting.
My wife is kind of distracted with thinking about the meeting but she picks up on the fact that the kid's eyes get big and round, and he starts getting really, REALLY nervous He starts looking around, looking back into the baking/kitchen area, like he's looking for help, but doesn't want to leave, . Now, he's actually starting to almost sweat a little, and he's stammering and fumbling with her drivers' license Oh yeah, if I remember correctly, this is about the same time that Sly Stone's movie "Stop, or my mom'll shoot" has come out
So, my wife who is noticing this kids distress, looks a little closer, and she has handed him her Alaska CCL instead of her Driver's license (at a quick glance, they looked very similar in terms of color, layout of wording, etc). So, she reaches over the counter, plucks her CCL back and hands the poor kid her actual DL. The kid QUICKLY went thru the routine of clearing her check and didn't ask her a single question......