Tried to return a wheelbarrow to Home Depot 45 minutes before my sister's wedding
Last Saturday I had exactly one hour to get a wheelbarrow back to Home Depot in Springfield before my sister's wedding started, and I picked the one register staffed by a guy who wanted to inspect every square inch of it. He kept saying "this here's got concrete on it" like I hadn't noticed, then made me go grab a different one off the shelf to swap it, so I walked the whole store in dress pants and church shoes. What would you have done, just eaten the $89 and run, or stood there and argued?