Strike one for the little guy

So Tricia the Resident and I are at Keep-a-Bunch, the local discount grocery store. We bought about $175 worth of canned goods, not an unusual event, and got in line to pay. The players in the scenario were Penelope Peon, our cashier; Hagula, the assistant manager; and Lancelot, the store manager.

Penelope rings us up, and we pay as usual with a business check. There is a new store policy regarding business checks, they have to be processed with a different procedure. No problem. Now, when this is done, apparently Result A or Result B can happen. Both are OK but are handled slightly differently. In our case, Result B happened and I guess it was usually Result A. Penelope queries Hagula about this, and Hagula snips, "Well, then, we can't take the check!" Penelope says, " I don't think that's right. That's not what Lancelot said." Hagula replies haughtily, "Well, that's what SoandSo said!" Penelope says, "That just doesn't sound right. I'm going to go and get Lancelot." "Whatever", snipes Hagula.

So, Penelope goes and gets Lancelot. It all happened kind of fast, but next thing I know, Penelope is smugly accepting our check, Hagula is kind of pinned up against her register, and Lancelot is two inches from her nose, reaming her a new one. The gist of it was how we of the group home were some of Keep-A-Bunch's best customers, and we had been such for many years, and Keep-A-Bunch WOULD be accepting our checks, etc, etc, etc. Tricia and I cackled. Now, we will need to avoid Hagula when we go in there, of course, but- HAHAHAHAHAAH!!!