Tuesday, I bought gas for T-Hoe, and some lottery tickets at the Sis-Town Casey's. I had a friendly cashier, who rang up my purchases just right. Quick and efficient. I forked over my money, thanked her, wished her a nice day as well, and headed back to T-Hoe to pump my $20 of gas that would fill 1/4 of his tank.
I was in the middle of the parking lot, halfway to T-Hoe, when I heard:
"MA'AM? MA'AM"
I turned around. Am I a MA'AM? I suppose so. It was my cashier, running after me.
"I'm so sorry! I forgot to hand you your PowerBall ticket!"
"Oh! I forgot I bought it! I only buy them when the Jackpot is high. Thank you so much for bringing it to me!"
Now THAT is customer service! She made a little mistake, and ran after me to make it right.
Wouldn't it be funny if that ticket wins something? Heh, heh. I never win anything on PowerBall. Not even $2. But the Jackpot for Wednesday night is $202 million.
Can't win if you don't buy a ticket! Or if you leave it on the edge of the cash register...
5 comments:
Knowing how lucky you sometimes are, I wonder... Will you ever win a big one?
It's Thursday here now, so I guess you're just about to win that Jackpot.
I've run after customers too, usually with a bag of groceries. They buy, they pay, they walk away...
It got to the point where "don't forget your bags" got to be part of my patter.
Sioux,
When I pose such a question, The Pony coughs out: "Eighty-six hundred dollars!" Even though that was on a slot machine, not a lottery ticket.
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River,
Sad to say, we won NOTHING on our two PowerBall tickets for the Wednesday night drawing!
So sad, I thought maybe her running after you was a good omen!
Kathy,
Sadly, that ticket was a big nothingburger. But I appreciate the effort!
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