getting wet, getting robbed
Summer is Over
Before we headed out to the ocean, my family tried to go the lake. That didn’t work - that place was a ghost town. Apparently some people really do think Labor Day is the end of summer, even though there are at least 3-4 warm weeks left before the crispness moves in on us. It was hot at home, but pleasant at the shore, and we had a wonderful trip.
Anyway here’s the damage:
$21 - cash which was used on $10 parking and a $6 sandwich on the boardwalk
$29 - gas
$7.50 - an oversized pink hoodie that I bought half off on the boardwalk ‘cause I was cold
Grand spending total: $57.50, which is better than $80, but more than the $50 I wanted to spend. I thought about taking a sweater with me too, but I didn’t, so I’m a chump, because if I had listened to my better judgment, I wouldn’t have bought that hoodie, and I would’ve come in at exactly $50. Let that be a lesson to… um, whoever can get something out of it.
Check Your Receipt
I really hated holding up that line last night, but you know what? I only buy that cereal when it’s on sale because it’s ridiculously expensive. I only picked it up because it was marked down to less than $2 a box. So yes, I was upset that my total was as high as it was- I was NOT supposed to spend anymore than $25 on groceries. So I HAD to ask why my cereal rang up for $5. That little dinky, piddly, punk-@zz box of cereal was not going to cost me $5. I wanted my money back. So I’m sorry I had to fill out the return slip and wait for the cashier to detail the cereal’s life story in her paperwork before handing me my $5, but it was worth it to me. I am not sorry. I got my money! And that’s what matters. Next time, make your registers and signs agree with each other, and I won’t have to hold up the line.
