Talking of dollars reminds me of a time in rural Florida when I had a “freight up” at a supermarket the day after our arrival on holiday, in a rented pool home.
I went through the checkout and the total came to $85.05c, I gave the girl two fifty dollar bills and a nickel.
She looked at me as if I was a visitor from Mars, and said, “That’s too much sir, your total is $85.05c.”
I said, “Yes, and I’ve given you $100 and 5 cents, so if you give me $15, we’ll be okay.”
She couldn’t see it, and called for assistance, the supervisor guy said, “We don’t do it that way here sir, here’s your nickel, now Cindy will give you change out of the $100.”
So I ended up with a $10 bill, 4 singles, and 95c, Christ knows why, I never had trouble in New York or Boston.
Always handy to have a tank of petrol worth in cash. 3am at motorway services getting told "yeah sorry card machines bust" is not a fun experience
I had it in reverse at a Tesco garage at Surrey Quays a year or more back.
A guy approached me from his car and pleaded, “I’ve only got cash, and it’s card only here, if I give you a score, will you use your card to put £20 in my car?”
Why not, it was no big deal.
Ahh I didn't know that. Thanks for the pro-tip. I think my Dad is the only person who still sends cheques so I'll try that next time on the Santander app if it has that facility.
My burglar alarm company only began to take online BACS payments this year, prior to that I had to mail them a cheque annually.
Always have used cash I'm young (well youngish)
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The government and the banks trying their best to do away with it, just makes me more inclined to keep on using it. Unless it's a large purchase, it is cash every time. It's the people that just buy a coffee and then pay by card that gets me. Walked into a bar some weeks ago to find it was card only and none of the staff thought to tell us until we had actually sat down, didn't have a card on me and manager wouldn't budge. Suffice to say we are not going back there again.
A good friend is the steward at the local Catholic Club, he doesn’t take cash, his prerogative I guess.
I know it, so if I go in there I make sure that I have cash, but I have a mischievous wish to see someone come in there, order half a dozen pints of lager, couple of pints of Guinness, a few vodka and tonics, whiskies or brandies, etc etc, then pull out a Visa Card, only to be told that cards are not accepted, and say, “No? Okay mate, we’ll go to a pub.”
Mickey’s face would hit the floor, but that would be on him.