Please revel in the rejection a bit longer....

Today Amy sent me to the store on the way home to pick up ground beef because our loveable neighborhood grocery store supposedly gives you 10% off on the first Tuesday of the month, and she had forgotten earlier (although she had remembered the hummus because she is a hippie and not a carnivore).

Anyways, so I get to the self checkout with my ground beef and Canadian oreos (yet another thing that just isn't quite the same). I check out and get to a screen where it asks me whether I wanted 10% off or extra skymiles for my special first Tuesday of the month thing. I clicked on the 10% and then it proceeded to tell me that I wasn't qualified for the deal (I learned later that it was because I hadn't spent over $30).

Then to ensure that I acknowledged that I was a failure, another screen popped up asking me to push a button to acknowledge that I wasn't getting the 10% off. How much rejection do grocery shoppers need these days? If I hadn't spent enough, was it really necessary to even offer the 10% to me to begin with? And then was it really necessary to dig the rejection into me like a spork dripping with poisoned macaroni?

It's a good thing the machine took my $20 bill... because if it had rejected my queen paper, that would've been a bit too much.