Then I'm up. It's my turn. The cashier scans everything. Then I say I have coupons. Ok, no big deal. But, then she sees the stack of coupons. Yes, I have a coupon for each and every item I am buying. She seems to roll her eyes. The people in the LONG line behind me are rolling their eyes too.
They realize what just happened. I hear people saying, "Wasn't your bill over $100?" I reply a simple "Yes". "How'd you do that?"
It's then that I wished I could take that person (the person who has no coupons and who has 2 cart-fulls of groceries) aside and teach them everything I know. The person who has food stamps, 3 screaming kids, and no coupons. The college student who buys everything at full price.
This happens alot.......in the checkout line. Alot. I want to tell them so much. Yet, I am in the process of paying and loading the basket. Doing it as quickly as I can so I can get home and enjoy the last few moments of the day.
If I could, I would take each one of them home with me for an hour. I can't....so I blog.
What are the chances of the food stamp mom and the college student reading "A Frugal Friend?" I don't know, but I hope they are reading.
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