Yup. I'm One Of THOSE People Now.
I went to Target a couple days ago to buy new patches, and of course the cashier wanted to see my ID to make sure I'm old enough to buy the damned things. I showed her my driver's license, and she tried to take it from me so she could scan it.
"No need for that," I said, as I refused to let go of the license. "My birth date is right here."
She told me if she couldn't scan my driver's license, she would have to get her supervisor to punch in some special code or other, and that would take time. I told her I had no problem with waiting for the supervisor; I said I understood the law required her to check my age, but in light of all the other personal information listed on my driver's license, I did NOT see any need for my full name, age, address, legal driving restrictions, Social Security number, organ-donor status and whatever the hell else was on my ID to be scanned into Target's corporate database.
So she had to get her supervisor to punch in some special code, and all the people waiting in line behind me made annoyed little noises, though nobody said anything. The supervisor came over and punched in a few numbers without even glancing in my direction. I have little doubt that after I paid for my purchase and left, there was much grumbling over the batshit crazy redhead with the unsocial, unmutual belief that she shouldn't have to turn over all her personal info just to make some perfectly legal purchase.
The hell of it is, I understand perfectly the irritation those people felt: can't I just go along to get along? Why must I delay everyone else on some silly matter of principle? How self-centered do I have to be, to think my privacy something worth preserving? Do I think this really matters?
A hundred years ago my attitude would've made me an ordinary American; today, I suspect, I'm a wingnut extremist.