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It's the cold season now, which means many of us are having to visit the local pharmacy to get something to nurse that cold, headache, etc.
The other day, as I was heading home from work, I stopped off at Walgreen's for some Robitussin. I figured it would be a quick visit; go inside, get my medicine, pay for it, then leave. Nope, it could not work out like that. This oldie goldie woman was up there buying her groceries (not sure why she couldn't go to Publix), and after she had swiped her ATM card, she was slowly loading her stuff into a shopping cart, going through her bag, digging around inside the bags, loading the next bag, digging inside that bag......it goes on where she did this with five bags. Meanwhile, the debit machine was asking her if her amount was OK, to which she looks at it and says, "Well, young lady, I can't tell because I haven't seen the receipt yet." It was explained that the receipt would not be available until she checked out.
So, old lady pressed "OK" on the debit machine, and it was my turn after she was given that valuable receipt. The cashier took my order, I paid for my medicine, then got my change. Meanwhile, old lady was standing right in front of me, not moving since she was given her receipt, carefully scrutinized the receipt and fingering each item on the list, then spoke up and said, "Young lady, that Joy liquid was eighty-nine cents, and it shows I was charged ninety-six!" Ugh! Now, I had paid for my medicine, got my change, but my medicine was at the bagging area, where this old bag was standing while scrutinizing her receipt and arguing with the cashier. I finally had to tell this old bag, "Excuse me, can I get my bag please?" And, I got this look from her, like I was the one being rude to her!
All this over seven freaking cents!
The other day, as I was heading home from work, I stopped off at Walgreen's for some Robitussin. I figured it would be a quick visit; go inside, get my medicine, pay for it, then leave. Nope, it could not work out like that. This oldie goldie woman was up there buying her groceries (not sure why she couldn't go to Publix), and after she had swiped her ATM card, she was slowly loading her stuff into a shopping cart, going through her bag, digging around inside the bags, loading the next bag, digging inside that bag......it goes on where she did this with five bags. Meanwhile, the debit machine was asking her if her amount was OK, to which she looks at it and says, "Well, young lady, I can't tell because I haven't seen the receipt yet." It was explained that the receipt would not be available until she checked out.
So, old lady pressed "OK" on the debit machine, and it was my turn after she was given that valuable receipt. The cashier took my order, I paid for my medicine, then got my change. Meanwhile, old lady was standing right in front of me, not moving since she was given her receipt, carefully scrutinized the receipt and fingering each item on the list, then spoke up and said, "Young lady, that Joy liquid was eighty-nine cents, and it shows I was charged ninety-six!" Ugh! Now, I had paid for my medicine, got my change, but my medicine was at the bagging area, where this old bag was standing while scrutinizing her receipt and arguing with the cashier. I finally had to tell this old bag, "Excuse me, can I get my bag please?" And, I got this look from her, like I was the one being rude to her!
All this over seven freaking cents!
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