Occasionally I find I've fallen behind society. Things and customs move on and there has been the odd time when I was obviously staring out the window of life and not paying attention.
I was driving off the hill the other day and as I often do, I stopped at a filling station for a cup of coffee. As I got out of the car I realized I had come out without any money. Now, even though many years of marriage have accustomed me to pretty empty pockets, I normally manage to secrete some small amounts about my person. But this time nothing - not a cent; I was skint!
My natural reaction was to accept my lot and travel on coffee-less. But something nagged at me and I went into the shop and asked the clerk if I could pay for a coffee with a credit card. He looked at me as if I had just climbed out of an alien space ship and told me "Of course!" I payed $1.49 and his demeanour was such as to put me in my place as people no doubt do this all the time. I don't think I've ever payed such a small amount on a credit card in my life. It felt quite odd.
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