
Pinching Pennies
I am at the grocery store, waiting for the clerk at the register to ring up all my food. He scans two heads of broccoli. The price of one was at ¥211. Wait a minute, I think to myself. Those are supposed to be ¥198 each! I frown, but I hold my silence. I have my pride. I’m not going to argue with him over … Continue reading Pinching Pennies