Where credit is due
I took my wife and kids out to breakfast on Monday. We had just moved into our new house a few days earlier, and the thought of trying to scrape together a suitable breakfast in our box-filled kitchen seemed rather prohibitive. We settled on an old-fashioned little place called Howard's Pantry. When we had finished our breakfast, I headed to the counter to pay our bill. I pulled out my checkcard and handed it to the lady running the register. She looked at me like I had just slipped her an envelope full of anthrax. She tried to remain calm as she informed me that they only take cash or local checks. Possessing neither of the acceptable forms of payment, I left my family as a deposit and headed out into the balmy 25° morning air in search of an ATM. Ten minutes and a $2.50 "foreign ATM fee" later, I returned to Howard's fine dining establishment to remunerate with old-fashioned paper money.
I may just be getting cranky in my old age, but it seems absurd to me that any merchant/vendor/restaurant wouldn't accept credit cards. I understand that taking a 1.75% hit each time a customer pays their bill isn't an exciting proposition for most business owners, but it beats the alternative. In this case, I had to spend $2.50 on ATM fees just so the restaurant owner could save $.35 on a $20 tab. When I have a job to get to and two young children to get into the car, my time and convenience are worth significantly more to me than the dime and a quarter some guy named Howard was able to pocket at my expense. I hope that $.35 was worth it, because we won't be dining at Howard's again anytime soon.




