tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24973864.post-13577942723637062332008-07-01T11:09:00.000+08:002008-07-01T11:09:22.949+08:002008-07-01T11:09:22.949+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Le4lO1ScDSQ/SGmbgmR1luI/AAAAAAAABhc/Ye5WbxnYMgg/s1600-h/lj.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Le4lO1ScDSQ/SGmbgmR1luI/AAAAAAAABhc/Ye5WbxnYMgg/s320/lj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217872627618911970" /></a>Yesterday I was ordering food at Long John Silver's. It wasn't peak hour lunch time yet, so the place wasn't crowded. I ordered a set meal, $5.50, I gave the cashier a $10 note. He told me he didn't have change. Neither do I.<br /><br />It wasn't like me paying for $5.50 fast food with a $100 note, or me taking public bus with a $10 note and asking the bus driver for change. I always thought they start a new day's business with fresh supply of coins and notes in the cash register? (yeah, maybe he could have given me 4 dollars worth of 10 cents coins)<br /><br />So I stood there, took a straw and sipped from my coke. In my mind I said <i>"don't make your problem my problem (ie don't make me look for other customers for change)"</i> But I didn't make things difficult for the cashier. So he asked me to go back with my food first, and he would settle with his manager.<br /><br />I didn't mind the waiting, somemore I had my food and lots of office ladies around.chillycrapshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00364275163064391252noreply@blogger.com