ZellersSo I'm in Zellers today buying socks and underwear because I can't be bothered to do laundry. I need to get some anyway. Having chosen my purchases, I come up to the counter and I'm standing inline behind this little girl, maybe 9, who's fumbling with two packs of gum and three quarters. How much is this," she asks, holding out the gum. The cashier scans the barcode. "35 cents," she says and hands it back. "Okay." The girl puts down the packs of gum and they get scanned. She contemplates a package of chocolates by the cash but decides against them and puts the back. "That'll be eighty-one cents." The girl looks down at her quarters. She had obviously reckoned without sales tax. "That's all I've got." The little girl looks sad, and the cashier looks forlorn. "I don't have six cents," she says. The little girl is about to give up half her gum. "Hold on. Let me put these down. I've got six cents," I say. As I trade a penny and a dime for a nickel, the girl says "Thanks," and disappears. The cashier and I shrugged at each other and my good deed was rewarded with a 10% discount on my socks and underwear. I had to smile. comments:
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