Just give me the damn quarters!!!
Today, I walked to the Safeway to get quarters. It's laundry time and our new washer/dryers take twice as many quarters as the old ones. These new machines also do smaller loads and the dryers never quite get everything dry. However, that is another story.
I had no cash on me, and at the Safeway in order to get cash to buy quarters, you must make a purchase. I bought a box of tea and a tin of mints and asked if I could get cash back. There was a little problem with the machine reading my card, so the cashier swiped it for me. He also pressed CREDIT which meant I couldn't get cash back. When I told him, "Sir, I asked if I could get cash because I need quarters" he responded, "Too late for that! Laundry time, huh? You'll have to go to the counter."
The line at the counter was a couple deep, and I joined in. With my bag in one hand and my card still in the other, I said, "I need to buy some quarters, please." She looked at me with disdain and told me I could not just buy quarters with my card; I would need cash or I could make a purchase. I explained that I had just bought tea and mints, but the cashier didn't give me the cash. She got huffy and told me I couldn't use a credit card to get cash back.
My frustration was building. Have I mentioned The Mister calls me "Loose Cannon"?
After explaining that my card was a DEBIT card, and the cashier had pressed CREDIT without listening to me, she snatched my bag outta my hand!
Snatched it! Out. Of. My. Hand.
I almost snatched her giant hoop earring outta her ear.
The lady (and I use the term as loosly as I use my cannon), took out my mints, did a 'return' on the register and had me make the purchase again, this time using the card as DEBIT.
I got my cash, tea, mints and quarters and left.
Those who know me should be proud. Those who don't should also be proud.
I kept my cool. I didn't flip my shit and ask for a manager; I didn't even get pissy. I explained my case, got my shit and moved on. Even if she thought I was some card-wielding moron, I left knowing the truth.
Her fly was down and her underroos were neon green with pink flowers.
No comments:
Post a Comment