Falling to temptation means losing your credit card

My dive into ice cream last night left me with a thirst for more ice cream tonight, so with Karen’s permission I went to A&W to get a small cookie dough Polar Swirl, just enough to satisfy the craving.

I pulled up to the drive-thru window and the cashier asked for my payment. I handed her my credit card and asked her to show me the difference between small and medium sizes. She set my card on something I couldn’t see and pulled the cups down from a window above her to show me the sizes up close. I looked at them briefly and she replaced them. She then moved to grab my card and swipe it...but my card was gone! She said, “Uh...I’m sorry, I can’t find your card. Just a moment.” One minute turned into two, then three, then five. One employee turned into three employees searching frantically—which included dumping out the trash can and looking through the garbage. The line behind me got so long that one of them came to the window and said, “Sir, I’m sorry about this, but could you pull over here and park and come inside while we look for your card?” I nodded and moved forward.

I waited maybe another one or two minutes inside before the one who asked me to pull over approached me with my card and Polar Swirl in his hands. “I am so sorry about that, sir. You can have this for free, don’t worry about it. I didn’t charge you.” I thanked him and went home.

When the woman in the window lost my card my first thought was, “Are you serious? My car, my fridge, and now my credit card??”. I’m just glad I got it back. And that I saved $3.10. If I did this for a living I could save over $12 per hour. Hmm...not worth it.