i'm officially an idiot: part 2.

the scene: petco over the lunch hour. crowded as all hell. only one cashier.

i'm standing in line grasping a huge bag of dog food, a pet hair lint brush and a box of dog treats behind four people.

when it's finally my turn, the cashier asks me if i have a petco card. i said, "i don't know." because, i really don't know. the woman behind me let me use hers. i saved $7.50.

then came time to pay. i had him break a $100. he owed me 59.52 in change but had no ones or tens. and so, i said, "i'll just give you eight cents and then you'll owe me $60."

he goes, "are you sure?"

and i was like, "YES 52 plus 8 is 60. so you owe me sixty dollar."

see, sometimes, i forget that there are 100 pennies in a dollar and not 60. i mean, never in REAL life do i forget. only in high-pressure situations where i'm trying to do math in my head and i confuse dollars with minutes. i mean, there are 60 minutes in a complete hour.

anyway, eventually the cashier believes me. i hand him 8 cents and he hands me $60. and as i walk out of the store, i realize my mistake. and am mortified. (there was a long line behind me, too.)