Some Things Never Change
I work in a convenience store. One morning, a guy came in right after I opened and gave me a hundred-dollar bill for a forty-dollar purchase. I don’t start with a lot of cash in my drawer, and his change would have taken half my fives and tens.
Me: “I’m sorry, sir, but I don’t have enough cash to give you your change and keep my drawer full. Do you have any smaller bills?”
He had a cow.
Customer #1: “Absolutely not! I’m not going anywhere until you give me my sixty dollars!”
I didn’t have many tens and fives, but I did have a lot of ones. So, I gave him fifty ones and two fives. The look on his face when I handed him that big wad of bills was priceless. He tried to argue with me, and I simply told him that that was the best I could do.
On a different day, I had a woman come in.
Customer #2: “I need change for a twenty. I need a ten and two fives.”
Me: “I’m sorry, but my drawer is wiped.”
To get around that, she bought something for a dollar to force me to break it. I gave her the change in all ones. She just stared at me like she thought maybe I was joking, but I just shrugged back at her. She didn’t say a word as she left with a handful of ones.