Sixty-three cents

Arachnid afterlife
What a drag...

Ramon, the guy who usually takes my order at the Taco shop isn’t behind the counter today. So I make friendly conversation with the woman who take my order (mainly, “Ramon is not here today!?”).

After she takes me order, she says, “That will be $5.57”

(I get the same thing almost every day, and this price doesn’t sound right to me…)

Wait. Are you sure it’s not $6.20?

“I’m the owner. I just gave you a good customer discount.”


I’m loving people.

And I just realized she’s the wife of the “Hey, my friend” guy…

Small world.


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Also, I am reminded of the time this happened before