Friday, March 9, 2012

Jimmy's Pet Peeve #1

Me Knows Better Than to Say This... But I will.  Jimmy has an issue with the way today's drive-thru workers return change.

Case in point - tonight... It was my turn to make supper.  So I make a quick pit stop at Wendy's before heading over to DQ for desert.  I don't even mind when I confuse the cashier with the complex math skills of handing him $20.10 for a $10.02 item (so I don't get all those coins in 98 cents of pennies and nickels) and he has all sorts of mental gyrations to figure out that he needs to give me back $10.08 in change.  That doesn't bother me at all.  I need a super computer at this age to run that sort of equation and hey, the kid never had to mentally subtract without the aid of calculator... I understand.  It is after all college level calculus we're talking about.


No - my pet peeve is the the way the change comes back.  In order to get my change (and the reason I don't want all those coins) I have to do the gymnastic routine of stretching my hand out my door with my foot on the brake after I pulled up too far from the window.  Then he decides to hand me a Jenga stack of money - served on a tray made from a paper receipt.

What the...   I swear these guys get a cut of the cash on the curb at the end of the night.

How about a little training for these wizards of smart.  Hand me the coins in the palm of my hand first and then the bills.  Even after all these years of getting change back the wrong way, I have developed an amazing grip strength in my left hand so I know I can hold onto most any coins... but - do I really need to prove it every time I go through a drive-thru?  That grip strength must have developed from all those years of reaching into the drive-thru window to grab those clowns by the throat.   I swear.