Undercharged again, at the QuikTrip

Do right to me, baby
And I'll do right to you, too

The time change threw me off, this morning, and I was late getting to the QuikTrip for gas and my New York Times. Even when I'm not late, I often get the last copy, so I wouldn't have been surprised if they'd sold out.

There was one copy left. So I was happy when I came up to the counter to pay. The clerk looked at the paper and said, "Two bucks."

I reminded him that it was five bucks. He took another look and saw I was right.

He said, "A lot of people wouldn't have said anything."

I told him it was Sunday. I don't want to cheat nobody. Don't want to be cheated.