Sharpest tacks...just saying

Got our flu shot today. Ouch...why do I always get the girls with the ham fists... felt like she was trying to jab a pencil in my arm for the love of God.

We tied the 45 minute drive to get the shot in with taking our bottles to the depot.  I spent an hour last week resorting them all and counting carefully so that I knew how many there were and what we could expect as payment.  For my convenience I put them in bags of 60 (that's what fit in each bag), and told Rbt that day that I was  going to do an honesty check on the depot.

A few years ago, after my son moved out of the house next door, we got the task of taking all their empty bottles to the depot. I estimated about $ 145. worth but were paid only 75.   I squawked, but they were throwing them into a huge dumpster type bin as they sorted them and so there was no way to recount.
A deliberate move on their part I still think.  We left it, but since then we have changed depots and I thought I would test these new folks.

So I counted and we should have got $ 75.oo + change.  I climbed into the back of the truck to hand the many bags to his lordship, I have to untie them too he's all thumbs...and just rips them open ( I wanted to re-use them)  and he quietly asks me how many in this bag?   60 bottles I said, and he goes up to the window, hands the bag to the guy there and tells him " there are 60 bottles in this bag !!!   I told him not to tell them what was in each bag, when he came back for a second but he continued to do it.......I could have strangled him,  I must have had a really bad look on my face  because he was looking at me kinda funny.... oh believe me, I wanted to say something....but it wouldn't have been nice...and I've been told I am too hard on his sensitive feelings...well then he shouldn't be such an imbecile and I wouldn't refer to him as a dim bulb. Just saying... They aren't going to cheat you if you let them know that you know exactly how many bottles you have per bag....duhhhhhhh
we just needed to know and then if they counted the same, (which I hoped they would) then they pass the test and we would keep dealing with them...all without them knowing.     That's the point of an undercover op....arggghhhhh

After I explained it to him three times in the truck on the way home, he sheepishly apologized, he didn't realize that was why I had counted them. Ugh...  and people wonder why I have gray hair and a twitchy eyelid.