A Terrible Story

Remember the post about String Cheese? Well the story got much worse today.

Now, New York City is not known for their value sized grocery stores. They don't have a Target nor a Walmart. Anything in bulk is hard to come by. I fully realized this today when I wanted to buy another package of string cheese to make my manicotti for lunches. The grocery store on my way to the train was a small one...like almost as small as a gas station, but I was still hopeful they might have the goods I needed.

I searched. For a while. A whole section of cheese.

Surely if they had so much cheese, there had to have some string cheese, right?

Ah ha! I found a box of individually wrapped ones. Like out of the bag and I could buy one strand if I wanted to. One strand of string cheese apparently costs $1.25! Seriously?! One bag of 12 strands is like $4 at a suburban grocery store. Geez! I needed 6. This should have cost me $7.50 but of course there's tax. So the cashier wants me to pay $8.17. I only have $8 in cash and of course, they only accept cash. The cashier instructs me that there is an ATM around the corner even after I explained to him that I only had $8 and asked if that's enough.

So I go to the ATM, which of course is not a Wells Fargo affiliated ATM so I have to pay the $1.75 fee. I march back to the cashier and hand him my new $20. He promptly hands me $12 in change.

ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME!?!?!?!?!?!?! If he didn't care about the extra $.17, I could have just given him my original $8 and been on my merry way!

To top things off, as if to offer me a consolation prize, he bags my cheese and throws in a few caramel candies and tells me to have a nice day.

Sorry buddy, it's going to take a lot more than a caramel to make me go back there after that!