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    Michel D   Taco Lackey

    2.1.04 -  17:21

     
    Went and ate me some Taco Cabana the other night. The girl behind the counter tells me the total, and I pull out my Debit Card. She exclaims, "A Credit Card!? Don't you have any cash?" No, I tell her, only this. "I hate doing credit cards. Why don't people carry cash anymore?"

    ...

    Um, shut the fuck up, thankyouverymuch. Criticizing the customer isn't part of your job. Perhaps if swiping the card is too fucking hard, then you should quit. Perhaps you should work somewhere that doesn't take cards at all. There are plenty of fast food restaurants that don't take plastic and would be more than willing to hire your uneducated ass.

    That will accomplish two things.
    1. You won't have to see another credit card ever again.

    2. I won't have to see you ever again.
     

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