A not so passive aggresive rant

I am one of these people that generally doesn’t pay for things with cash. I honestly believe that the debit card is one of the greatest inventions of the 20th century. Every Monday morning I stop by the ATM and take out enough to pay for tolls and coffee for the week. Everything else I purchase goes on the debit card.

I don’t have a hard time keeping up with my receipts and I can always double check via online banking if necessary. That is why the following scenario irks the hell out of me:

I am standing in line at the grocery store having a lovely little conversation with the cute kid (who shall hereafter be known as the cute kid) that is bagging my groceries. The cashier (who shall hereafter be known as the old heifer) finishes ringing me up and gives me my total. I then proceed to swipe my debit card and enter my pin. The cute kid asks me a question, at which point I turn and answer her, but I see the cashier doing something to the debit key pad. Apparently, the old heifer didn’t appreciate me taking the time to answer the cute kid’s question and took it upon herself to complete my transaction (please note there was no one in line behind me). She decided that I didn’t need any money back and that the amount displayed on the keypad was the correct amount. Now, here is where I just about lost it. Old heifer, why would you do something like this? You had no idea whether or not I needed any cash back or even if I agreed with what the keypad displayed. Also, when I told you so you seemed annoyed that I’d said anything at all. If my bank statement comes back incorrectly I will be unbelievably annoyed.