Breadgate
A common by-product of
self-employment is a wallet full of receipts. These often greatly outweigh the
money enclosed; from a distance you'd be fooled into thinking my
wallet was stuffed full of cash.
If I ever get mugged, my
assailant will be sorely disappointed - unless he has a fetish for filing other
people’s tax returns.
Every couple of days my wallet is full to the brim. At that point, the receipts are transferred to a shoebox - and then promptly forgotten until late January, when my self-assessment
deadline is imminent.
When it comes to receipts, I’m a bit of an expert. Not that it’s taken
long to reach this level; when you’ve seen one, you’ve pretty much seen them
all.
Until you start shopping at
Marks and Spencer, that is.
The other day I bought a loaf
of bread from my local M&S garage – and despite only buying one item, I was
startled by the sheer magnitude of the receipt.
50p for scale. |
I’ve seen smaller billboards.
It’s a good job I hadn’t just
done my weekly shop; the resulting receipt would have probably been visible
from space.
Bread for scale. |
Actually, that’s not the only
reason to be glad; any more items and the resulting cost would have left me
needing to remortgage my flat.
In summary, ‘breadgate’
raises a couple of important questions:
1)
At a
time when recycling is so important, is it necessary to have a receipt this long for just a loaf of bread?
2)
Is
photographing your receipts a cry for help?
Only time will tell.