When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
ROBERT “That's one thousand, five hundred dollars and sixty cents.” The grocery clerk at the supermarket's front desk told me, and I smiled curtly at the young man. Taking out my wallet, I handed twenty-hundred-dollar bills to him, adding, “You can keep the change.” “Robert—” As we left the store, I heard Renee gasp, and I shrugged. “Oh, my God! Thank you very much, sir!” The attendant called out from behind me, and I waved my hands in response, despite having my back to him. Renee looked at me as she pushed the trolley. She was trying to hide a smile, I could tell. “Here, give that to me.” I offered and before she could hand the trolley over, I pushed her aside and took hold of it. “I see you're desperate to say something to me about the tip I gave the clerk.” I said as we wa