They made it right.

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There for a bit, it looked like I would have to return the steaks.  Which, I would have done.  The quote was... a mistake.  Not... my mistake, but a difficult cost to absorb.  I... wasn't angry at them.  Nor would I push, or shove.  I merely... would have agreed with what was necessary.

In the end I was given a refund, through a store credit.  Which was very good.  I will just use that for shopping on the first, and put what I had been going to use for shopping against the card.  I had to use a card, and did for the meat.  Worth it to me.

Still, I am... a bit beaten up and hurting, for being up all day yesterday, switching my schedule around in two days, and then being out today.  Hopefully I will be able to rest for a bit.

I can't get to church tomorrow.  I had to use a bit of what little I have left to put just a touch of gas in the suv.  It got me home, and will get me to town another time.  But that is it.  So I won't be out until payday.  I simply don't have the gas or money.

But... all in all, it's good.  I am very grateful to them.  I was beginning to worry.  About them, other stores, the world.  And, yes, I understand their loss.  In a brutal world, even stores have tight games they play.  Though, I think, they were checking my veracity... and, maybe... something else.  When you look into a man's eyes, you... if you choose it... see much.  Too much, at times.

I had just been thinking... as I was driving in... when a man takes you to court, give him his wants, and your cloak too?  While I didn't take anyone to court, I did request a review.  Though, when I was driving in, I didn't realize the price I had been quoted was incorrect.  They did me a square, at cost.  I do... more than appreciate it.  I will be more careful henceforth... for their and my sake.  Though, in my defense, I argued with the butcher, doubting the price.  I almost didn't take it, but for his assured stance on the matter.  So... I did due diligence.  

Even so, caution, from now on.  Great caution.  These things hurt into my heart, literally... stress.  I'm old, ill, poor.  I just... leverage what little I have to as much advantage as possible.  Steak... isn't a luxury, it makes eating enough, and of the right foods, possible.

Even so, they really could have asked the steaks back, and sold me what is properly on sale.  But... that would have been another trip.  I would have had to sort through change or bills lost or hidden away somewhere.  I... didn't want to make another trip.  Dying here, financially, physically.  Grateful indeed.