The Mustress Narrowly Avoids A Confrontation with The Robbing Butcher

Mr. Mhor received a nice, shiny new debit card the other day, so I sallied forth with it immediately, to the Robbing Butcher’s shop.

I was convinced that he would be open, so inevitably, he was shut.

Nothing loath, I went into the Co – Op and filled my basket with bacon, square sausage, haggis, black pudding and eggs. The Robbing Butcher might be closed, but the Mhors still need to eat.

I approached the Self-Checkout facility, scanned my items and then had a terrible shock when I tried to pay using the contactless method.

Mr. Mhor’s debit card was refused.

The shame. The embarrassment. Thank goodness this had not occurred in the RB’s shop.

However – I took a deep breath and re-evaluated the situation. All the Mhors are outstandingly brave and inventive and it was only a moment later that the solution suggested itself.

I made sure no-one was looking, then I paid for the Mhors’ breakfast with our accumulated Co -Op Saver points.

When I told Mr. Mhor what had happened he almost fainted. Cue a telephone call to the bank, during which Mr. Mhor made several opprobrious remarks.

It turned out that when one has a new contactless card, it is essential to use it for the first time in a chip and pin transaction.

Imagine, said Mr. Mhor, if the Robbing Butcher had been open today (as his sign says) and not shut (which is what happens when he is trying to confuse the Mustress.)

It would have been all over the village in a couple of hours. The Mhors would have been a laughing stock.

WE WOULD NEVER HAVE LIVED IT DOWN.

Published by themustressmhor

Retired Nurse and Midwife, living in Middle of Nowhere, Argyll, Scotland.

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