DustyOldPile
Vinyl Goddess
Some of you who've read of a lot of my postings probably have picked up that my milk of human kindness is sometimes far past the expiration date.
Here's an example of why.
At my place of employment, we have a different food service vendor come in every day with a small menu of items available, rather than have a single cafeteria service. I usually bring a salad from home, but on Thursdays, that vendor has a nice big salad bar, so it's the one day per week that I partake of the service.
Normally, you fill your plate up with salad and fixings, then you set it on a scale, which is tied in with the cash register. The salad is sold by weight, so I pay my roughly 3 dollars and am on my merry way.
Today, a millennial girl was handling the money and sales. The cash register was not operational for some reason, and a big long line had formed as she tried to handle things. At first, I felt a little sorry for her, until it was my turn to pay and discovered that her way of handling it was to charge everyone 6 dollars for their salad, no matter what it weighed. Now I already had my salad made up and, though I could have quibbled about it not being my problem that their cash register didn't work, so maybe they should charge everyone a lesser amount instead of punishing us for their problem, but then the icing on the cake came...
I handed her a 10 dollar bill. She grabbed her iPhone with the calculator app open AND PROCEEDED TO SUBTRACT 6 FROM 10 as if she were trying to do trigonometry, then looked at the result, almost shocked, and said, "Uh, 4 dollars is your change".
Folks, when people in their twenties cannot subtract 6 from 10 without a calculator, we are in A WHOLE LOT OF TROUBLE.
Here's an example of why.
At my place of employment, we have a different food service vendor come in every day with a small menu of items available, rather than have a single cafeteria service. I usually bring a salad from home, but on Thursdays, that vendor has a nice big salad bar, so it's the one day per week that I partake of the service.
Normally, you fill your plate up with salad and fixings, then you set it on a scale, which is tied in with the cash register. The salad is sold by weight, so I pay my roughly 3 dollars and am on my merry way.
Today, a millennial girl was handling the money and sales. The cash register was not operational for some reason, and a big long line had formed as she tried to handle things. At first, I felt a little sorry for her, until it was my turn to pay and discovered that her way of handling it was to charge everyone 6 dollars for their salad, no matter what it weighed. Now I already had my salad made up and, though I could have quibbled about it not being my problem that their cash register didn't work, so maybe they should charge everyone a lesser amount instead of punishing us for their problem, but then the icing on the cake came...
I handed her a 10 dollar bill. She grabbed her iPhone with the calculator app open AND PROCEEDED TO SUBTRACT 6 FROM 10 as if she were trying to do trigonometry, then looked at the result, almost shocked, and said, "Uh, 4 dollars is your change".
Folks, when people in their twenties cannot subtract 6 from 10 without a calculator, we are in A WHOLE LOT OF TROUBLE.
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