I can’t believe when I go to a hockey game, I have to pay for a bag of popcorn with a credit or debit card. I knew this would happen once the politicians legalized drugs. All they do is hand you a bag of popcorn and enter the amount in their damn computer. You have to finish the transaction and the damn computer asks how much tip you’re going to leave. I did all the work. I should be getting the tip. In Texas and Arizona, we call that bullsh**.
“I have to pay for a bag of popcorn with a credit or debit card.”
Those little devices they have sitting on restaurant tables for paying bills ... I hate them. I flip them over when I sit down. We pay cash when we eat out.