I stopped by my local dollar store yesterday because I was tired of submerging my hand in boiling oil to retrieve home-made chicken nuggets. I found a lovely wire ladle thingy that somehow came to $4.50 total.
I usually do not carry cash but I happened to have three bills in my wallet: a fifty and two twenties. Knowing that retailers pay fees when shoppers use credit, I thought highly of myself for pulling out a twenty. Maybe this self-satisfiedness is what set me up to feel a sting at what came next.