Friday, April 18, 2008
Life Requires VISA, or, Cashierin' is a Hard Thing to Do
Our campus Starbucks operates not unlike this ad. Regardless of the length of the line, it moves quite quickly and smoothly. And like most of the patrons in the ad, I usually use my VISA check card to pay for my purchases.
But not last night.
I had some cash, actual cash, in my pocket when I went to pay for my banana nut loaf, total $2.19. I handed over a ten and two dimes, and after punching a few buttons and pausing, the cashier went all funny on me. She got this weird this-is-funny-no-it's-not look on her face, ducked her head and turned to the guy next to her. After mumbling, she left the register and he stayed to deal with me.
"How much money did you give her?" he asked.
"A ten," I said, thinking that perhaps she forgot which denomination of bill I gave her.
"Was that all?" he asked.
"Okay," he said, "so you get..."
But the young woman returned and interrupted, giggling. "I figured it out."
"...eight dollars and one cent," the guy said, handing me my change.