After accompanying me to the grocery store, my father-in-law swore never again. I piled boxes and cans, eggs and bread. With no organization to my madness, the food teetered and toppled and left a messy trail of mac and cheese, a record of our trip in uncooked pasta.
When he asked why I didn’t buy less but shop more often, I was horrified. And bring all them? I motioned to the three little ones trailing behind us grabbing cookies from the lower shelves and taking out ill-constructed displays.
That was years ago but I still shop the same way. Even though I do errands kid-free during the school day, I can’t seem to change how I shop. I keep my head down and power through.
I tell you all this so you’ll understand why I never noticed the sign. The one posted directly to the left of the cashier. For all I know it’s been up for months.
The sign explains how you can “round up” your order to the nearest dollar and donate the additional pennies to the Ohio FoodBank and/or other local charities.
As we all know from the change jar in the laundry room (or wherever you keep yous), it adds up.
“Can you round up?” I ask the clerk checking me out.
“Round-up? I don’t know the code for that.” She checks a list, punches in the numbers, and the register calculates the dollar difference. It takes seconds.
What a simple easy way to help the community for less than a dollar.