yesterday, i ate dinner with a friend. the cashier asked if we were splitting our checks, and i said yes.
after she swiped my card, i told her, “actually, i’ll pay for his check too.”
she looked at me and said, “no, it’s too late, i’ve already split the check.”
i said, “ok… just swipe my card again for however much he owes. it’s like you’re swiping his card, but you’re using mine instead.”
she made a big fuss and said, “you should have put it on 1 check! now i have to refund your card and swipe it again for the combined total!”
no, you f%^*ing idiot. you just have to charge my card for the remaining total.
so she refunded my card for my check and then swiped it again for the combined total.
i don’t even understand her logic. i’m trying to see the other side of it, but i’m only coming to the conclusion that she is an idiot.
edit: my boyfriend and a friend mentioned that it was so the restaurant wouldn’t be charged 2 transaction fees. but she was perfectly fine with swiping my friend’s card… she refused to take my card and was going to take his card and complained that i was trying to RECOMBINE the total after splitting it. WAT.
Does anyone else ever feel this way? Whenever I hear a person’s voice, I associate it with a taste or feeling. It’s mostly with older people and the way they enunciate their words. One guy always has soft p’s and b’s so my mouth starts tasting like popcorn and tobacco. Another guy kind of rattles when he breathes in between sentences because he’s a smoker, so I have an airy feeling in my mouth and throat. And I can taste some kind of chocolate in the back of my throat.
I think I’m too sensitive to some things. When I watch movies and people are brushing their teeth in a scene, my lips start curling uncontrollably as if someone is trying to brush my teeth.
All of these make my lips and mouth feel weird!
re-downloaded groupme. i was scrolling through old group chats, and i saw jessica’s name. what a weird feeling. we were planning lunch in houston. to think that someone is gone, but pieces of them live on… at least in our lifetime. then they’re gone, gone. but we would be too.
strange strange strange.
coworker: you’re going to have to start attending weddings
me: i have been
coworker: oh, are they all traditional?
me: not all of them. oh wait, you mean like.. in a church?
coworker: well, or… traditional… asian..
me: oh, i guess. but half of the weddings have been white people.. or nigerian
coworker: white people? that’s kind of racist
me: you just asked if i went to traditional weddings and assumed i would think asian traditional
brian’s sister added me as a family member on FB. i have to approve it for it to show on my timeline. the only thing, FB asks me what the “relationship” is… what did she put for me? what do i put for her? what if i choose “sister” and she had put something else like “cousin” to be funny, and then she thinks i’m some freak who commits too fast