The Cheapest Cheapskate We’ve Seen All Week
I’m in the office emptying the shredder into a garbage bag so the shredded paper can be taken to the pet shop — because who doesn’t love an excuse to help out the puppies, kitties, bunnies, birdies, and such? The general manager sees me.
General Manager: *Pondering out loud* “Should we charge them for the bag?”
Me: *Confused* “What? This is the shredded paper for [Coworker] to take to the pet shop.”
General Manager: “I know that. Should we charge them for the bag?”
Me: *Incredulous* “They won’t pay for a bag of shredded paper. They ask for donations. They just won’t take it.”
General Manager: “Not the paper. The bag. Do you know how much those cost each?”
Me: *Eyeroll* “Yeah, they’re something like thirty-eight cents each for the black bags. You know if we ask them to pay, they’ll laugh, right? Then it all just goes into the bin — bag and all.”
General Manager: “Hmm…” *Walks away*
This might even make a slight bit of sense if he’d spoken to housekeeping about reducing their rubbish bag use. But nope. We already emptied the three office bins into one bag to take out each day, so I thought zeroing in on the once-a-month shredded paper bag was just out there, even for him.
I know there are some real cheapskate business managers around, but this exchange is one I’ll remember for the rest of my life in the hopes of never, ever becoming this miserly.