Wednesday, June 09, 2010

Amazing

I went to Albertson's Express today to expressly obtain a couple of things and avoid having to go into the main store to get what I could easily acquire quickly. I like Albertson's Express for that reason. However, there was a gentleman in front of me, probably in his late 20's that, well, let's just say would not make theologians happy about having faith, rather this turd evolved....from one cell to maybe, 3, all contained within his liver to prolong the party.

He prepaid for fuel and asked the clerk to "turn on" the air machine so he could put air in his ears...err...tires. The clerk said that it costs .75 to get air. I audibly laughed because in my mind I tried to figure how much money I would owe for breathing over the last 37 years if that was, in fact, an expense needed for the air we breathe. Magellan turned and scowled at me. How dare I laugh at his predicament. How will the hoopty ever roll again? He paid for $50 worth of gas. I did the math in my head and was about ready to offer the mother of all suggestions and tell him to purchase just $49.25 in gas, and the funniest thing happened. He asked for the manager's name and the customer service number because he was CERTAINLY going to be complaining about this one. I mean, as he explained to the clerk and to anyone within an earshot, that ALLLLLLL the other gas stations in town allow for free air with every fill up, and it was ridiculous that THEYYYYYY wouldn't do that, especially since he is dropping almost $100 on gas. Again, I almost chimed in that, even with rounding he was incorrect, but he beat me to the punch with something even more asinine.

He got his receipt, taking it rather forcefully, with poor depth perception, swiping at air the first time, and the clerk kept her poise stating that he had .10 off for the price of his gas. "Pardon me," he says, somewhat smug. After explaining the rewards card incentive for cheaper gas by shopping at Albertsons, the whole incentive for the fucking program, he was floored. Not by the corporate generosity, rather that, on June 4th it was 15 cents. Very strange. As all conspiracy theorists would, he questioned the validity of this decline. Certainly...there must be a mistake. The clerk explained that the increases are in 5 cent increments and there was a good chance that one of the increments expired. OH HELL....you might as well just hit this bag of dicks with a brick. This chick, according to lite brite, was going to lose her job. Its not the last time she was going to hear from him. All of this for over, what? 75 cents plus 15 gallons (.05)...(carry the one)...$1.50? I couldn't believe it.

So as he left, all sorts of pissy, I walked up to the counter and my total was $4.10. I said, "WHATTTTTTTT?" She looked like she was about ready to explode. I told her that the proce tag said FREE and I wanted the customer service number, but laughed, only so she knew I wasn't serious. Crazy how people want so much for free, or cheaper because they have a beating heart. Would you throw a fit over saving $2? I am guessing he is behind on his tithes.

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