Well. I’m still a little upset about this. My Sis and I went to Sam’s Club this morning. We bought a bunch of stuff (now I’m not a big fan of Sam’s Club or any Walmart, but Sis likes to go there because our Dad gave her a Sam’s Club card for Christmas).
Well, we bought a bunch of stuff, some of which she bought and some of which I bought. Among the things I bought was a big batch of frozen crablegs for a special treat, my belated birthday dinner.
Very expensive crablegs. $56. (although cheap compared to a trip to Crab Shack).
Well, I get home and I’m about to file away my receipt. The total seemed awfully cheap for what I bought so I looked it over. Sure enough, the very expensive crablegs were NOT on there. AAAAAHHHH! So I called Sis, I said, did they put those on your receipt, planning to pay her for them if so. No. So we were able to walk out of there with $56 bucks worth of merchandise that we have not paid for. My sister says “don’t tell me you are going to tell them”. I’m like, um, um um. I’m ashamed to say that I came thisclose to not doing it. Not because of the money. But the hassle it will be to schlep over there this week on an unscheduled trip to pay for it, and also it will probably get that nice cashier lady in trouble. Sigh. It’s always something.
I called my sister and said, what’s the price tag on those crablegs (she had them at her house to prepare them for today’s feast). She said, you’re going to call them, aren’t you. You are about 15 kinds of stupid. It’s CORPORATE. It’s not like it’s some Mom and Pop store. I said, well I may be stupid, but I’m not a THIEF. So I called them. The lady thanked me profusely a bunch of times for my honesty, which actually made me feel kinda small. Isn’t this something that should just be expected of a decent person? Apparently not everybody thinks so. My sister did say to me you’re right, I shouldn’t rag on you for doing the right thing, but dayum that would have been a hell of a senior discount. Oh haha. So I have the price tag and my receipt and I will go in there tomorrow after work.
I wanted to give them a credit card number over the phone, but the lady couldn’t take that. She said just pay the next time you come in. Well, that will be tomorrow. This will be itching at me till I do it.
The thing is, I’m not doing that for Sam Walton and his spoiled heirs. I’m doing this for ME. I like being able to sleep at night, and I would not have enjoyed one bite of those crablegs (which were absolutely delicious, by the way) if I had let that go. I’m still fretting about it, and I did the RIGHT thing.
I don’t care if it’s corporate, Sam’s Club, Walmart or whatever. I don’t care if they cheat, or bankers cheat, or everybody else in the damn universe cheats. I don’t cheat. The hell with it. That’s probably why I still live in a trailer haha. Sigh.
Today was beautiful here. We sat out and ate delicious food and enjoyed my sister’s garden. And I will be able to sleep soundly tonight.
Love, Rose