I has some very interesting experiences while out and about yesterday. After returning home, I thought, “How do these people survive?”

My first stop was Staples to get some ink for my printer. I only needed one color but saw that I could get my ink a couple dollars cheaper if I purchased two. I had checked my ink tanks before leaving and knew that one was low so figured I would just purchase both save a trip, time, and money. If I purchased two, the cartridges were supposed to be $9.50 each. When the cashier told me the total, I knew it was too much by like a dollar. Big deal, right? Well it is my money and I have been more conscious lately of the mistakes that people make. I asked her how much they rang up and she told me $10 each. I said, “They are supposed to be two for $19. That is what the tag says.” She tells me, “Well you still got a discount of over $2.” I said, “But they are supposed to be two for $19.” She then asks ME to walk over and get the tag for her. Honestly? I thought that was pretty rude. Usually they ask you to walk them over and show them. Anyway, I go and get the tag. She sits there trying to figure it out. She comes up with a brilliant explanation and says, “Oh you probably have to buy two of the same color. Here watch!” Whoops, that wasn’t right either and she says, “Oh, that’s not it.” No shit? She finally pages another man over and asks him. He says, “It doesn’t matter what the register says, you have to give her what the tag says.” She argues with him about it ‘already giving a discount’ and he says, “Well that doesn’t matter, the sign says they are $9.50.” Then this really pissed me off, she say, “So they are like .50 cheaper?” With a totally disgusted look on her face. She finally rang the damn things up but seriously. It was only a dollar but it was the principal, the tag said X and you are charging me Y. UGH!! How hard was it to realize that you HAVE to give me the price in which the item is marked. Don’t sit and tell me that I’m already getting a discount. While that is great and all, it is WRONG!!

Next. I went to get my oil changed and what a treat that was. The lady checking me in was completely incompetent! She asked for my phone number so she could find me in the system and sister just could NOT figure it out. She finally got it and then went out to get my mileage and got the wrong car. It was ridiculous. She came back in and asked me which car was mine. Call me crazy, but I would have pushed a button on the car remote to see which car beeped or lit up. DUH! I was quite nervous about my service the entire time. I also got my tires rotated and watched the technicians (using that term loosely) dick around while I waited for them. Sure hope my tires don’t fall off while I’m driving!!

For real, how do these people make it? It really isn’t rocket science to run a register, type a phone number, or find out which car belongs to these keys. Kind of scares me a lottle.