Unfiltered Story #343216

(I have a very fluffy kitten who I take to a pet shop groomer for a sanitary trim and nail clipping, a delightfully cheap procedure. The groomer prints me an invoice with a barcode on it to take to the register. I get some food and treats as well. The cashier types something in to the register rather than scanning the invoice, but I don’t think much of it until…)

Cashier: “Your total is $101.”

Me: (flabbergasted) “That can’t be right.”

Cashier: “Well, it was $12 for the treats, $20 for the food, and $64 for the bath and grooming.”

Me: “She didn’t have a bath. The invoice said seven.”

Cashier: “What invoice?”

Me: “The… grooming invoice? The sheet of paper I handed you. It said seven.”

Cashier: “Seven what?”

Me: “…Dollars. Seven dollars. All they did was trim her butt fur.”

Cashier: (finally pulling the invoice out of a folder and studying it for several minutes; it’s two lines long, plus the barcode she didn’t scan) “Well… that’s odd.”

(She finally fixed it, but I felt bad for the long line of people that had formed behind me!)