Thursday, April 19, 2012
As I sit behind the counter of our purposely quaint little shop I marvel that customers to ask if we accept interac or credit cards. Of course, I say, pointing out the wireless terminal that could take money from the middle of a farmers field. I could give it to a homeless person and then when someone says they have no change to spare they could whip the pin pad and take cards. How could I survive without electronically transferring some numbers from your account into mine, the paperless transfer of the idea of money. It's a little scary but absolutely necessary in the modern world. The Banks are always trying some new technology, pins, chips etc just waiting until the shameless generation that has no idea of privacy, the Facebook generations children, who won't mind having an identity chip inserted at birth so that we can scan for identification and payment. I won't even have a vehicle with built in GPS. I don't care if you can't find my car when it's stolen, I don't want you to be able to find me. I wish I lived in a world where I did not have to accept electronic money. Cash still makes my knees weak. Beautiful, negotiable, non traceable, legal tender. Oh well, it's just the cost of business. I pay my tithe to the bank and try to summon the gods to bring in that one customer who will make me a true believer again. Do I accept cards? Just try to stop me.