Give an inch

Today at Costco the guy who marks the receipt on the way out informed me that new store policy required him to see inside my backpack. Everything has a security tag. I don't know what they think we're stealing. Loose grapes?

Anyway, I said no. He said I had no choice. I said I'm outta here. Call the coppers if you don't like it, bub. He yelled over at the manager to call the police. She just nodded sadly and waved me on.

But you know, next time I'll just open the backpack. We all will.

Every minute of every day and for the rest of our lives.