Maybe Jesus Should Be Your Supplier  

, , , , | Working | October 24, 2019

(A family friend is doing her grocery shopping and arrives at the registers with her loaded-to-overflowing cart. She has ten loaves of bread piled on top. The bread is on sale, heavily discounted this week.)

Cashier: “I’m sorry, you can only have two loaves of bread.” *starts to set the others aside*

Friend: “No. I will have all ten.”

Cashier: “The sale is two per customer. People aren’t allowed—”

Friend: “Stop. I have six children, including two teenage boys, and a husband who’s a police officer. It’s a very active job. He eats as much as the teenagers. This is how much bread my family will eat this week. This is how much bread I buy every week. You can charge the regular price instead of the sale price — I don’t care — but I’m buying all of this bread or I’m leaving this cart here, going to [Different Supermarket], and never coming back.”

Cashier: *pause* “Let me call a manager.”

(She got ten loaves of bread, at the sale price.)

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