Always count your change

 

Terry broke a store’s computer system today.

The full story is much longer than I’m going to detail, but the idea that she needed to have some pictures printed covers it. By some, I mean a lot. Multiple orders. Multiple days. Thousands of pictures.

A store nearby had a great price, so that’s where we went, and lo and behold, all of the information programmed into the registers was never designed for that many pictures to be requested. (One of the staff members helping us out on one of the days we stopped in told me that Terry had topped the largest one-stop order he’d ever seen by more than eight hundred prints.)

So, she wanted a lot of pictures. I had placed two orders on one day. Had one amount in my mind when I walked in to pick both up, and it was a rough total because I wasn’t sure of the exact amount taxes would create. But this was the largest order so far. And to get it to work on the register, they had to break both orders down further into multiple entries, and even then had to run those entries as separate transactions.

Funny thing, it wasn’t like they just cut the bill in half. They didn’t ring each order up on its own. They didn’t use what you would expect to see as numbers that even remotely resembled the charges on the receipts from the orders I placed. It was more like:

You ordered $48.50 and $27.90 in pictures. To pay for that, please give us $17.92, $12, $29.37 and $17.11. Will you be using cash or card?

This essay’s about trust.

For the pictures, I never really doubted we’d work it out. I knew the cashiers weren’t trying to take advantage of me. They were simply sorting it out and trying to do so in a way that both worked as settlement for the purchase while not frustrating me. It happens. Not a problem.

But what happens when it is?

I absolutely hate making large purchases for the home. Not always. But in general. If you find a difference in a cost that favors one store over another, you often find that delivery charges equalize the final total. It’s like a magic trick. One has a lower cost for the dishwasher, but then there’s delivery and installation and taking away the old dishwasher. Oh, and if you want the warranty to be valid, the installation must come from that store’s highly trained team of certified installers.

(Wave wand, pull two estimates out of a hat) Even with a difference of one-hundred dollars or more for the washer, you get two estimates with exactly the same amount on total due line. (It’s magic!)

Now, let’s step to the side for a moment. I have no issues with the charges in general. If you want to tell me that a purchased-from-us dishwasher needs to be installed by a purchased-from-us representative, and I want the purchased-from-us brand and no other, then I follow the idea that I’m accepting such conditions.

What I don’t like is when it seems like things are being hidden. Such as, not from any true experience but just off the top of my head, oh, say, a new power cord or water hoses. When it is explained you need new ones, it makes sense, but it almost always seems to be an extra twenty-dollars here and forty-dollars there and a charge to take the old one away and suddenly the great deal doesn’t add up as such a great deal when the time comes to settle the bill.

Want a better example? Ok… airline tickets. You want round trip, so do they give you round trip? Nope. Not really. The web site shows multiple options for picking two one-way segments, so you can select a departure and a return, each with a separate cost associated with it. Then we move along to seat selection, boarding preferences, carry on fees, checked luggage charges (and even the luggage charges can be broken down into first bag and second bag and additional bag amounts). There never seems to be any way that what you believed you were getting as you went through the purchase process could possibly add up to the cost you are presented when you reach the point where you are going to finalize your order. (And good luck getting a beverage and a snack.)

Ugh.

There used to be an old joke about the people that championed the ways for always getting the very best deals. When I was a kid it involved coupons, and these days I suppose the equivalent would be shopping online with promotional discount codes. The idea is simple enough, there is always a deal to be found. Discount champions though, they never pay full price. The trouble was, if you were looking for orange juice, occasionally being a champion meant you needed to drink grapefruit juice as an alternative.

In the end, there is a really simple concept that we all need to understand. If you’re the one responsible for ordering what you wanted, then it’s up to you to make sure you get what you expected.

I think we need a return of those great public service announcements from my youth. When in doubt, listen to Magnolia the Ostrich and the Abominable Snowman: “Always count your change.”

 

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