Fuck you, either T-Mobile or Walgreens, whichever one screwed me over.
Money is tight…ridiculously so these days, and I’ve taken to eBay for a little extra cash. I check clearance racks at various stores and try and find a $25 somethingorother on sale for $10 that I can sell online for $20.
At Walgreens yesterday, I see a stack of cards on the clearance shelf – T-Mobile prepaid cell minutes cards, half off. Everything from $10 for $5 to $30 cards for $15. Now, things like this sell for about $1 under the stated value on eBay. So a quick look through the stack shows me there is $600 in cards here for $300, meaning I’ll make somewhere north of $275 on this. Sweet – a week without Ramen would be excellent, and The Littlest Briston will be able to spend a week at that summer camp she’s dying to go to after all!
I bring the stack up to the register, and begin the long wait. I’d apologized to the checkout girl – I knew this was going to be a long, tedious process for her, but she was fine about it. She had to ring up each card and then wait a moment for it to authorize, then we had to wait for individual receipts to print for every card, and then I had to swipe my bank card, and then…trouble.
“Hmmm…sorry, I need to call a manager”, she tells me. Manager comes over and she asks him about the error she’s getting. “Wait,” he asks, “Why are these being sold? You’re getting that error because this cards were supposed to be destroyed.”
He asks me where I got them, and I pointed out the clearance rack. He apologizes and tells me that they never should have been there in the first place, that they (for whatever reason) were no good any more, were supposed to be trashed and starts ripping them up.
So, fuck you to whoever didn’t follow directions, thereby putting these cards on the rack and costing me a half-hour of time. And while I fully realize that I didn’t lose any actual money of my own here, double-fuck you for making me think I was going to be able to do something nice for my daughter before I had that idea bitchslapped right out of my head.