Dateline: Uxbridge, Massachusetts
It was an ordinary day. A sunny day. Autumn in southern New England. Cool. Crispy. The leaves had changed and shone bright yellow and orange. The best time of the year.
An ordinary day. Except, we ran out of half-and-half and tragedy struck the town.
In any other home, this might not have seemed important. It surely would not have required an emergency trip into town. But in this household of addicted coffee drinkers, we could not survive a day without half-and-half. To avert the crisis, it fell to Garry to go to Hannaford.
Hannaford’s is our grocery store, the one we patronize. Not big or fancy. Even by Uxbridge standards, it’s a modest store, but that’s one of many reasons we like it. Prices are pretty good and the produce is fresh. They offer locally grown stuff in season.
They are close to home, easy to get to, and have ample parking. You don’t need a special card to get the discounts — and they offer a 5% Senior Citizens discount every Tuesday.
I was in the middle of a book — I usually am — so I didn’t pay a lot of attention as Garry went out. Not a big deal. Get the half-and-half, pick up something for dinner. He came back a couple of hours later. It had taken rather longer than an errand of this type should take. Garry looked amused. Bemused.
“There is shock and confusion in downtown Uxbridge, today,” he announced.
“Shock and confusion?”
“Yes,” Garry said. “I thought it might be delayed PTSD from 9/11 or changing seasons. Everyone in Hannaford’s looked stunned.”
“Stunned? Because?” I questioned.
“The credit card readers were down. You couldn’t pay with your bank or credit card. Everyone had to pay cash or use a check. They looked shell-shocked. Thousand-yard stares. Stumbling, vacant-eyed around the store.”
“Holy mackerel,” I said. “I can only imagine.”
“You could see them mumbling to themselves. They kept saying ‘cash!’ I could tell they were confused and unsure what to do.”
“Wow,” I said. “How dreadful! What did you do?” I asked. Garry seemed to have survived with his sense of humor intact and brought home the half-and-half.
“Oh, I paid with cash. I had enough on me.”
He went off to the kitchen chuckling to himself. I hoped everyone would be okay back in town. A shock like that can haunt people for a long time. Cash. Imagine that. Everyone will be talking about this for weeks.
The day the machines went down at Hannaford’s. That’s huge.
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The other day the kids across the street had a lemonade stand. I wanted to help them out, but I didn’t have any cash. Who does?
Maybe the days of lemonade stands are gone?
I have to remember to always have some change on me.
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I’ve gotten better about it. I used to completely forget about money because I so rarely buy anything with cash, but recently, I try to have at least a few dollars and change in my purse. Just in case.
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Have a great week and enjoy your coffee… Cash does come in handy at times. Several of our small businesses here do not take credit cards, so I usually take some cash along, just in case. I can just imagine the shock syndrome. 🙂
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Almost everyone here takes plastic now. The only place I know of that only takes cash or checks is the nursery. I try to have a little cash for small purchases anyway. It’s easier when you want to buy a newspaper to drop a couple of dollars on the counter 🙂 You have a great week too!!
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I have to admit I use my debit card for most purchases, but do keep a few bucks in my wallet for emergencies. Being stuck in line behind someone who is counting out the exact change – usually to find they don’t have it – is one of life’s little annoyances.
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True, but one day … the machines go down. And the guy making exact change and not finding it might be you 🙂
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Touché
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😀
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I had a good laugh with this as well. On a serious note. When the earthquake hit Christchurch all the ATM’s and credit card readers were down. That meant that you couldn’t pay with your cards, but you also couldn’t get cash out of the wall either. All of the supermarkets that managed to stay open still sold their stuff but put everything on a tab like they used to do and then when everything was running again people went back in to pay. And 99 % actually did go back in to pay. But it just goes to show just how reliant we are on machines to pay.
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I think there will come a day and not so far in the future when we will all deeply regret handing over so many important functions to computer applications. There really is no replacing human judgement.
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No. I always try to carry a little cash with me. There is nothing worse than paying for $2 on a card. There used to be a small charge for every transaction which would end up a lot more than the original amount. At least that is over. But still…..
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We carry a little folding money, too. If my granddaughter doesn’t drop over to borrow it.
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My son always carries cash on him for the bus so he is usually good for a loan.
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None of my family ever have any money, folding or not.
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I have always have a hidden, folded bill in my wallet for emergencies. Learned my lesson years ago, when I was stranded in the middle of nowhere. I can imagine the panic in our grocery store if they wouldn’t accept cards. Too funny. I guess my folded bill makes me a dinosaur -again-.
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I probably should have mentioned that there’s a bank with ATMs at the other end of the parking lot.
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Now that’s a funny story. Funny because I couldn’t imagine it happening here in the Silicon Forest where everything is high tech. You don’t fist bump here anymore you smartphone bump to pass along mail, pictures and music. Everyone’s got the bigger, badder phones in their hands now. I wonder when we’ll return to smaller? Cameras are still downsizing my new Sony WX500 will be here tomorrow which is 4″x2.3″x1.3″ and just 7 ounces, less than half a pound. It has a whopping 25-750mm lens onboard. I love new toys!
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Ah, about the size of the Pentax Q7. Those tiny cameras a lots of fun.
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It doesn’t have RAW or a viewfinder but it is small and easily fits in a pocket. I already have a leftover generic case for it. I even have a leftover Hoodman Hood for the bright sunlight days. Have you ever seen one of those? It cost me more than this camera I think.
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No, I haven’t. Sounds interesting.
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I popped up a post about them just for you. 🙂
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You got to love cash. You know when it’s gone and usually where it has gone.
Leslie
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Unless you have children and grandchildren. Then it miraculously disappears.
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True, but it is kind of nice to have something novel to hand out, now and then.
Leslie
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I strive to keep a few bucks hidden. Garry is better at it than I am.
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I think the currency of different countries is so interesting. I’ve managed to save some form many of the places we’ve visited over the years. (Not sure that is legal) However, the amount isn’t sufficient to unbalance any economy.
Leslie
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I used to have a lot of different money from various places, but it disappeared somewhere along the way in my many moves. Interesting the differences — and similarities.
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I have coins and paper money. Some of it is quite pretty.
Leslie
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Some countries are quite artistic with money. Not here, but some places. The Caribbean countries used to have very pretty money.
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Everytime this event brings smiles on my face and I wonder what would happen if the machines go down in India? People would celebrate it as a national holiday as it gives them an excuse for not able to work till the machines are fixed.
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The poor workers at Hannaford had to keep going, trying to talk the dazed customers through the horrors of making change with real money. This was particularly difficult since most of the kids manning the registers can’t do arithmetic without a calculator themselves.
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Even sadder because they were turning their lives around.
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And, I should add, kept pretty much to themselves.
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Oh, the horror. My mind is blown. 😉
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I think many of the patrons are self-medicating with alcohol. I’m told their recovery is uncertain.
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Oh, dear. I may have to come up there to your neck of the woods and offer them chocolate bars. They’re always good for curing what ails ya.
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Free chocolate bars might become the event of the century around here. Good idea!
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And there’s always cannolis too…I just read your post about your mom and cannolis….
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Come. Bring cannolis. Your room is waiting. Mi casa su casa.
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Seriously though, I’d love to meet you and Garry one day.
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Not the impossible dream. You aren’t far away. And we’re retired, so unless we are actually somewhere on vacation (which we usually are not), that would be GREAT.
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At least we’re on the same coast! *grins*
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Actually, we are neighbors, almost.
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Senseless tragedy..
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Cents-less?
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Enjoyed this piece, had me giggling. We’re so dependent on our cards to buy things that a shell shocked stupor can be induced in the populace when the machines are down (reminiscent of Philip K Dick). On Saturday the card machines were all down at the mall including the petrol station. Annoying it was. Luckily I had cash on me. This is Africa, so having a stash of cash is usually a good idea, but dangerous too, people have been followed from the ATM and robbed of their cash. We live in interesting times.
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I usually have no money on me at all because as soon as I have some, my granddaughter drops by to “borrow” a 20 for gasoline. It’s all magic anyway. If we stop believing, it will all fall apart and nothing will work.
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I’ve been thinking for years that this is the way for terrorists to bring the world to its knees! A well-written account.
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In this town, this was a BIG event. Memorable 😂
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How large is your town?
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Almost 12,000. It has been steadily dropping for years.
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San Juan Cosala is about 6,000 but looks smaller as families are so large and houses so small.
We are even re/ animals as I have a cat–who won’t come beyond the top of my wall since the second dog invaded her territory. She used to sneak in at night now and then, but not since Morrie staged his invasion. Now she is a wall cat. Comes for feeding twice a day and then disappears.
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Between the coyotes, raccoon, fishers, hawks and eagles, cats are terribly endangered out there. Then, of course, there are the ubiquitous cars. So we don’t have them. Maybe we will again, someday, but not anytime soon, I think. Right now, we are dealing with an aging canine population and that’s been hard enough to cope with.
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