The Bartleby Comeback
"I would prefer not to say."
This is the reply I've been giving since September to cashiers who ask for my phone number or ZIP code. I don't know why I didn't think of it earlier; I used to uncomfortably give fake information or, more uncomfortably, answer honestly. My new response is far superior:
This is the reply I've been giving since September to cashiers who ask for my phone number or ZIP code. I don't know why I didn't think of it earlier; I used to uncomfortably give fake information or, more uncomfortably, answer honestly. My new response is far superior:
- It is honest. Giving false information (whether it is obvious or not) repays rudeness with mendacity. Better to obtain the moral high ground, so the guilt adheres to the nosy party.
- It is easy. Making grand statements about privacy to a POS lackey is awkward and pointless.
- It is direct and final. Asking why a cashier needs your personal information, or expressing fears that it will be misused, invites canned promises and excuses, which in turn require you to either cave or implicitly judge the promises as lies, a waste of time either way.
My answer to a request for anything else, on the other hand, is exactly the same as yours.
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