The Crown Molding.

My brother and I went to Walgreens yesterday, both needing to buy soap. We got to the check out counter and both of the soaps rang up at full price. I remember seeing that they were buy one get one 50% off, so I mentioned it to the cashier. He called back to a stock boy to go check on the price, the stock boy lazily walked to the counter, lollygagged to the soap aisle, and then came back confirming that they were on sale. We waited a little longer for the cashier to do his sassy cashier stuff. The cashier rang up the rest of our stuff, I paid and started to leave and the cashier said, “you didn’t pay for your soap, you have to have a manager come ring you up for the discount.” I laughed and said okay. We waited. Waited. 20 minutes later the manager came up and rang us up and we left. I saved $4.25 for waiting 20 minutes. That’s an hourly rate of only $12.75 for my time.  We were both going to buy the soap no matter how much it was. My brother and I laughed at our wasted time and said, “this is where people say, ‘I don’t care about the discount…it’s the principle.’” It’s funny how people never say that when things work out. You never have something nice happen for you and say “I’m glad the principle of that worked.” Anyway, the bank fucked up my account today and I didn’t care so much because I know it’ll work out eventually, but still, “it’s the principle,” I said.  I hate myself sometimes.