help me resist fascism

my upstairs neighbor, turkish girl sezgi, who is 30 went to the as station to buy cigarettes (buy 1 get 1 free marlboro) they didn't accept her turkish driver's license, with which she can enter bars and drive a car within ny state.
so i went in with my non-driver's id. the cashier looked out the window and said "oh, you're with that girl without id. i can't sell you cigarettes." i said, "well, I smoke." she said, "i don't care, it's the state law." i said' "how do you know it's not for me?" she said, "it's the state law. bye."(what law? as if sezgi 9 yr old kid waiting outside!) i said, "oh my god, you americans." and left. (not denying could've said something much worse, with total satisfaction and faith in my words.)
we returned home, she picked up her passport and returned to the gas station.
the cashier: (looking at the first page of her passport) It's expired! (she's goddamn clever inspector gadget, as if she is the custom's officer!)
sezgi: turn the page.
the cashier:(sees it's nowhere near being expired) your friend said damn americans.
sezgi: no she wouldn't say that
the cashier: i have two witnesses. (watching too much judge mathis or whatever?)
sezgi: you're weird, everything's weird! (shouts)
the cashier: (silent due to shock) next time she has to be...
and sells the cigarettes.

if i hadn't met really clever people in this country i really like i would have said: the whole world has a reason to think the way they do about americans.
but that would be fascistic and mean and stereotypical, so instead i will be calm and not let the some robotic americans bring out the worst in me, and lose my faith in human will to resist fascism.