I am having a dream, not one of those “Happy Dreams” when you were seventeen or something like that. In my dream I see a sign. The sign says “Apple Turnovers Ahead.” Pull into the gravel lot, set the brake and walk up to the small tent, set up just off the roadside.
“Morning, what can I do for you?” the boy says.
“Uh, was kinda thinking along the lines of a Apple Turnover, how much are they?”
“Twenty-five cents each sir,” came the reply. Mulling it around in my mind I set a number of four, and place my order. Then as an after thought, I say to the kid, “Make that eight instead of four.”
He sacks it up and then hands it to me and says, “$5.80 sir.”
So I am a little confused and say to Mr. Future Wanna-be-Trumpster “Now they are $5.80? What happened to the .25 cents each?”
The kid says, “You changed the order sir.”
Then I point out that the original order was only for $1.00 and the new order should have been $2.00 which is a far cry from $5.80.” The kid works it out a little, then says, “the machine here says it is $5.80, so it is $5.80.”
At this time I point out the distinct possibility that the machine could be defective, not working, or just flat out wrong.
“He says, yeah you could be right.”
So I say to him, “What do you think we should do about this?” and he replies, “Pay the $5.80 sir.”
“But the machine is wrong Sport, clearly at .25X4 =1.00X2 is $2.00 simple math. Then I said, think about it son, what would it be if I ordered a dozen?”
He said, “12 or 24?”
And y’all wonder why it is that I get up cranky and tired a lot of mornings?
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