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As I made to dash after him, the cashier stopped me, “Your receipt ma’am. I’m done packing your items, here you go.” she announced handing me the three heavy bags.

It took all the good-will in me not to flare up at her at that moment. Why would she accept someone else's credit card to pay for my own items? I dragged my heavy bags towards the exit without saying another word to her