I Hate Me, part 833,970

Went to Foodtown after I got out of work, it was close to closing time for them and I grabbed the couple of things I needed and went to the self checkout. I know I should be using the cashier checkouts but I was feeling fairly anti-social and didn’t want any human interaction, no matter how small. I was paying in cash and it wouldn’t accept a $5 I put in. The kid who was minding the checkouts came over really quickly and:

I’ll get you a different five

No, that’s cool, I got another one, that ones seen better days

No, no I’ll be right back with another five

No, really….please……..don’t….

And he was gone, but he didn’t come right back, he was talking to the person at the courtesy desk and it felt like I could have paid the bill in pennies, one penny after another and it would have been faster then him getting a different five. Finally he came back and put the new five dollar bill into the machine with all the flourish of a ribbon cutting ceremony.

Yeah, when I saw that five you were trying to use…I KNEW it wasn’t gonna work…the machine hates worn out fives….and so do I

I mumbled a thanks and slunk out

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