Two Dollars!

“Hey Arlene, thanks for the shit you put me through this morning,” Fluvio growls.

“What did I do now?” Arlene, our very pregnant waitress, exclaims.

“You added two bucks to a tip and the customer called to complain.”

“I did not!” Arlene says angrily.

Fluvio hands her credit card slip in question. The check is eighty dollars. The tip on the credit card slip is a hastily crawled number. It could be a ten or a twelve.

“I adjusted the check for twelve,” Arlene protests.

“Well the lady says the tip’s ten bucks.”

“Cheap bitch,” Arlene huffs.

“The lady called me from Florida to complain. She made me send her a check for two dollars,” Fluvio says.

“She called to complain about two bucks?”


“She must be from Miami Beach,” Arlene snorts.

“Oh that’s nice Arlene. Feeling a tad hormonal today?” I chuckle, joining the conversation.

“Fuck you,” Arlene shoots back.

(Anti-Semitism and sexism in the space of two seconds. How about that!)

“And I lost 37 cents on the stamp!” Fluvio interjects.

“Oh, don’t you start,” I moan.

“What kind of person quibbles over two lousy dollars?” Arlene asks.

“People who really look at their credit card statements,” Fluvio says.

“They should,” I say, “My credit card company is always trying to screw me with bogus late fees. They even signed me up for an insurance plan without my ok.”

“Really?” Arlene says.

“Yeah, I caught it and they refunded the whole amount.”

“Those bastards,” Arlene says, “I should double check my statements.”

“Money’s money.” Fluvio sighs.

“But to bitch about two dollars?” Arlene asks rhetorically.

We’re quiet for a moment.

“You know this conversation suddenly reminds me of a great movie,” I say.

“Which one?” Fluvio asks.

I WANT MY TWO DOLLARS!” I grumble evilly.

Better Off Dead!” Arlene shrieks in recognition.

That’s a real shame when folks be throwin away a perfectly good white boy like that!” I laugh.

“Huh?” Fluvio says befuddled,


“What the hell are you guys talking about?” Fluvio yelps. He hates not being in on a joke.

“Better Off Dead was a film from the Eighties Fluvio,” Arlene explains laughing, “A crazy a paper boy goes psycho trying to collect two dollars from John Cusack.”


“Forget it Fluvio. I think you were in Italy when the movie came out.” I say.


“I can just imagine this little old lady rapping her cane on our window screaming for her two dollars.” Arlene says.

“I wouldn’t put it past her,” I admit.

Arlene and I laugh and go back to work. We promise to give Fluvio a copy of the movie. I wonder if it’s dubbed in Italian.

I haven’t thought about that movie in years. What a great flick.


I know people. Money’s money.

But come on – its two dollars.

11 thoughts on “Two Dollars!”

  1. Stacey says:

    That’s pitiful.
    I had a woman yesterday who tried to give me $2 on a $40 check. I gave it back to her. She said “no, it’s all set”
    I said “oh, no. Thanks, though.” And gave it back to her.
    $2 means nothing. I guess with that Florida woman and her overcharge, and me giving my tip back, it’s all about making a point.

  2. im here somewhere says:

    oh better off dead…gonna run to the movie cabnet and watch it again..maybe back to back with say anything…then on with sixteen candles. oh how I love being a child of the eighties.

  3. warcrygirl says:

    I love LOVE Better Off Dead. We would yell “Two Dollars” whenever we came across someone who was cheap.

    Or psycho, either works well.

    Old people can get like that; most of them grew up during the Depression. My grandma is notoriously frugal.

  4. SimpleServer says:

    $2? I’ve had people bitch about 11 cents, call days after the fact to request written apologies for sub-par service, and scream at me over the phone because I won’t mail them the credit card they left behind. “Yes, ma’am, I realize you’re 4 hrs away, but without proper ID…”) Gotta love Food & Bev in a tourist town.

  5. Talina says:

    Two dollars? you should meet the people we sometimes have to put up with. or maybe not. Here, people will sometimes bitch about -drumroll, please- 10 cents. Mexican. that would be around a penny. go figure

  6. cheap says:

    when I worked at a burger joint I had people ask for a refund because I didn’t give them a senior discount…they wanted me to give them the ten percent they were saving on a $10 bill….

  7. Sarah says:

    When I first read the title of this post, the first thing that popped into my head was Better Off Dead! Great movie!

  8. AWaitress says:

    I had a customer call in and complain because I misread a CC slip and over charged them by FIFTY CENTS! They were all in a huff about it, when it was them who left an illegible tip!
    Some people are completely ridiculous.
    Trust me, I don’t want your 50 fucking cents, buddy.

  9. Fop says:

    I used to work in an office supply store that had a discouount program. A guy once asked me to be sure to include his 10% discount on a 15 cent photocopy. I think he was a little dissapointed when I didn’t cut a penny in half for his change.

  10. J says:

    @ SimpleServer – I’ve always wondered if you can mail the credit cards back to the issuing bank for them to deal with. I ask this, because my local grocery store rewards card can be dropped in the mail, returns to the store, and then they call me to let me know that they have it. (I tested this to find out.) It has “Postage Guaranteed” on it and an address.

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