Very strange thing happened to me today. I went to the little corner market down the street to buy some milk. That was it. I went in and got the milk (skim) and went to the checkout. The total came to $2.47. I gave the very nice checkout girl a $20 bill and waited for my change. As soon as she hit the enter button to accept the money, change shot out of a contraption to my right. I had seen these before, so I wasn't shocked or amazed or anything. Anyway, as I was putting the remaining $17 in my wallet, I noticed a bag lady swooped past the change machine. Then, as I was going for my change, it was gone. I looked up at the bag lady. She looked me dead in the eye and said, "Do you want help out with that?"
She stole my money! 57 cents! That's at least two quarters. So now, I had a choice. Do I confront a woman, roughly 40 years of age, who has potentially (because I did not actually witness the theft) stole my change, or do I let it go? I'm not going to lie, I was so impressed by the gaul that I just let it go. If you have the balls to steal 57 cents right in front of someone, you deserve it.
Anyhow, a few updates. I got my orders to report to Philadelphia on the 5th of July. Since no flight out of Phoenix would get me there before 3 PM, I get to leave a day early and get an extra night in town, all furnished by the US Government! Its a beautiful thing. So, I will be in Philadelphia on the 4th of July. I guess the big wigs just want to pump me full of as much America as they can before I leave the country, just in case I was lacking in patriotism. Hopefully, I will be meeting up with a friend who works in the area now.
Here is a picture from Chase being here over the weekend.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
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If the milk was $2.47, wouldn't your change have been 53 cents, not 57 cents?
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