Went to Denny’s tonight for some post bar chow with my wife, sister-in-law and brother-in-law. All is good.
We ordered, ate, and got our check. All is good
I only have a little cash, let’s just put everything on my card, and you just pay me what you owe. All is good.
I go to the counter and hand over my card. All is good.
“Sir, our system shows that your card number is invalid.” Hmm, that’s odd, but I’ve had that problem once before. The magnetic strip is a bit worn, but if you key in the number, it will be okay. All is good.
“Sorry, sir, you’ve been declined.” Okay, I’ll run to the ATM across the street. I’ll be right back. All is good.
“Sir, I’m sorry, I’ll need to get the manager.” Okay, no sweat, let him know what’s going on, I’ll leave my license and car keys, and go across the street. He’ll understand. It’s only $30. All is good.
Manager: “I’ll need to see your license. (copies it down, DL#, address, DOB, asks my phone #, previous address, SS#). I’ll need to hold your card, as well.” All is not good.
“I need the card to get money.” Dumbfuck. All is not good at all.
So…I go to the ATM, get $40, come back, and pay. So far, so good.
Me: “I’d like my $1.50 back”
“Excuse me?”
“$1.50. I would like it back. I should not have to pay $1.50 ATM fee because your system cannot recognize a valid card.”
“I’ll need to get the manager.”
Manager: “I’m sorry sir, you’ll have to come back in the morning and speak to our senior manager (because I was castrated just hours ago, and have no balls with which to make a decision to give you $1.50 and keep a customer happy). He’ll be here at 9.”
“But I don’t see why I should have had to pay $1.50 because your system failed to recognize my card as valid. I don’t see why I should have had to give you personal information, such as my home phone number and social security number, when I offered to leave my keys and license in good faith and you could have watched me walk across the street. I don’t see why I should have had to be treated like a chew and screw suspect when the rest of my party is sitting at the table finishing their breakfast. You can compare the card numbers from the reciept and card itself. It’s the same card. You can see from the time stamp that this transaction took place minutes ago. You can see that I carry a balance more than substantial enough to cover this tab.”
"Well, I’m a massive tool with no real authority. I cannot make a simple decision to hand over $1.50 because our computer system pre-dates the Ford administration."
Fucking useless (what is it?) goat felching (is that right?) panzy! I don’t have the most prestigious job either, but for fuck’s sake, $1.50?? You’ll make that back in about 10 seconds.
Dickhead…