Since I'm lazy

I'm not going to check if I already posted on this or not. Instead, I'm going to assume I just e-mailed it to someone.

So, being cheap, I decided that the best time to buy a calendar isn't January when they're half off, but in February when they're a whopping buck. After rooting through a couple hundred of them, I finally scored a rather lovely -- yet nearly 1/6 used -- 2007 Steelers Calendar. No biggie. It's only a buck.

Here in Indiana? 6% sales tax. So, kids, time for some math.

$1 + $0.06 = $1.06

Pretty hard stuff.

I get to the counter. I have in my pocket one dollar. And in the other, some change rattlin' around. Five pennies. Not even kidding. Five of them. It's close enough, no? I hand the currency and coins to the cashier (some younger prick) who then stands there and watches as I go through my pockets again for a penny. There's no penny jar on the counter to bail me out.

Keep in mind the real reason of having a penny jar is so that things like this don't happen. So that small business owners can get your cash instead of your credit card. Because processing a credit card transaction costs some money. I'm not sure how much, but I know it's well over a penny.

As this was in a WaldenBooks and the employee clearly didn't care, I took the currency back into my pocket, whipped out the debit card and away I went.

But I mean, really. A freakin' penny.