I was out on an errand with Bernadette today and stopped at the grocery store to get a couple of doughnuts. She and I occasionally go out for doughnuts just for a few quiet moments to talk over how things are going. I picked out three doughnuts, bought them, and we settled ourselves at a table.
Just then the cashier sprinted up and interrupted: “I gave you two nickels instead of two quarters!” he said. And by golly, he had; somehow I hadn’t noticed.
The story of how that came to be was kind of funny. A woman had given him five nickels to make up a quarter, and he had unthinkingly dropped them into his quarter slot. Then when he needed two quarters for me, he mindlessly handed me two coins from the quarter slot–and I just as mindlessly pocketed them and walked on!
It would only have been a forty-cent loss, but I still appreciate the honest folks in Lander.
