This morning after I had my annual lady-flower checkup appointment, I decided to stop by the gas station to fill up and grab myself a little treat. After filling up my tank and paying at the pump, I went inside and got myself two donuts and a medium coffee.
I stood in the long line, fantasizing about biting into the sugary goodness of my Krispie Kreme and slowly made my way towards the front. There seemed to be some sort of hold up on one of the registers, but I ignored it and huffed the smell of my vanilla flavored coffee.
When I finally got to the front of the line, I found out the issue. Their credit card machine just went offline and they are only accepting cash.
I NEVER have cash!
I frantically searched through my wallet and found a dollar. Then, I started counting out my change and came up with a whole $1.50… I re-approached the counter with what I can only assume was a hopeful/sheepish expression on my face and asked how much of my loot I can buy with $2.50.
The answer was one doughnut and my coffee.
The cashier put on a glove and took one of my donuts away from me. I said goodbye to that doughnut with my eyes. Eyes that wanted to eat it so badly. Of course, now that I’m thinking about it I would have preferred that she take my coffee and leave me with the donuts, since I could go and make more coffee at home. Also, why wouldn’t she just let me have my doughnut, considering that she can’t re-sell it to someone else? Or can she…?
Normally something like this would have totally embarrassed me. But frankly, I’m happy to be able to HAVE money in my bank account to pay for donuts, when so many people do not. Yes, I had my doughnut confiscated today, but at least I am lucky enough to know where my next meal is coming from.
I ate my one remaining doughnut on my way home and it was delicious.
Has this ever happened to you? Were you super embarrassed or did you just shrug it off?
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