The one-cent "discount"³¹

After I finished talking to the black man, I bought a few books. The price came to five dollars and forty cents. Before I paid the man at the counter, I was talking to him for a while. I asked him if he was the new owner. He said, “Yes, I am.”

So I said, “Good luck!” I said many other nice things to him also.

Then, when I reached into my pocket, I saw that I had a five dollar bill, plus a quarter, a dime and four pennies. I said to him, “I have here five dollars and thirty-nine cents. If you do not want to accept it, I will give you a twenty dollar bill.”

He grabbed the twenty dollar bill. He wanted to have the twenty, instead of five thirty-nine. Then when he was about to give me the change, he said, “Not worth it!” He returned the twenty, and took my five thirty-nine.

I said, “Fine!”

I should one day give him a hundred books free. His spiritual section is nothing — all rubbish novels.

From:Sri Chinmoy,I love shopping, part 1, Agni Press, 1985
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