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| - "What? People still go to Blockbuster?" Yes, I may be the last person on Earth with a Blockbuster card...but not for long.
After a surgery, I was pretty much out of commission for a few days, so I had the boyfriend go to Blockbuster and pick up three DVD's. We don't yet have a Netflix account, and the boyfriend is apprehensive about using the Red Box contraptions because of an article he read about alleged debit card fraud. We do have an Apple box on which we can download movies, but we had workers in our condo, and were forced to stay in another unit temporarily. With only a smaller TV and a DVD player. This left us no choice but Blockbuster.
A couple weeks later, while walking home from dinner, we decided to make it a "Blockbuster night", and walked over to rent a DVD (and then, of course make our last stop at Total Wine before heading home). We finally agreed on a movie, and when we went to check out, we were rudely told that we owed a late fee of 48 cents because one of the three movies we rented was a day late. This is the part where you hear the screeching record followed by silence.
This is by no means about the 48 cents, but entirely about principle. First of all, Blockbuster, I seem to remember being bombarded with commercials cheerfully announcing the abolishment of late fees. You people were screaming it from the rooftops. I don't seem to recall any such publicity about the return of said late fee. Nor do I even remember even being told about it in the store. Discreetly.
And also, and even more aggravating, I returned all three DVDs at the same time. On time. In the middle of the day. So how just one could be checked in late is beyond me.
When I tell the stocky checkout boy of this, he looks at me in disbelief, as if I would lie about it to save myself less than half a dollar. He rolls his eyes, and spends a good couple minutes pounding away on his keyboard (a la the airline agent in "Meet the Parents"), and finally gives me my new total, sans late fee, as if he's just done me the world's biggest favor.
Then he makes sure to give me the receipt and personally go over the new Blockbuster pricing policies with me, as if I was a disobedient child who didn't listen the first time. I guess he just wanted to make sure there would be no confusion for the next time I came in. But don't worry, stocky Blockbuster boy, there won't be a next time, so we're all set.
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