Today’s post encompasses
corporate America, baby boomers, shopping, marriage and the hidden cost of
always being right. I know this to be a true story, because it happened to me…
I was doing some shopping
last week (that’s the baby boomer/shopping part) and when I got home I noticed
that I did not have a receipt from the grocery store. I had, instead, a long
blank slip with coupons printed all over it. I must have mistakenly taken it and
missed the actual receipt. But, since some stores print on both sides of the
tape, I wasn't really sure that I had done anything wrong. (That’s the corporate
America part.)
So, I told my wife that I
forgot to take the receipt; after being married so long I immediately
dismissed the notion that I was right; I mean it must be my fault. Sue just kidded
me a bit about getting old and forgetful. (That’s the marriage part.)
So, imagine how happy; nay
thrilled; I was the other day when, shopping at the same store, I got the receipt
and it was printed on both sides, proving that I did not in fact forget the
receipt last week. I even remembered the amount being $29.71; a feat for which I
was given no credit at all.
