May 18, 2002
I bought $10.70 worth of food stuff for this sweet potato-orange-rosemary bread I wanted to make. Too many people in the store and the cashier was fachadded. I gave her $21.00. She gave me back .30. "I gave you twenty," I said. "You gave me $11.00." She didn't seem to understand the concept of getting back a ten-dollar bill. The manager came over and told me that he'd settle this at the end of the day. "No, NOW." I said. I didn't move. It was only ten bucks but still. He relented. All his and the bread tastes kinda crummy.