Zero a feisty little creature indeed. Such power it wields. I wonder if he knows. I wonder if he struts his power branded self over his fellows or if he cowers in a corner being bullied by his other brethren. Hard to tell. Could be bipolar disorder. Most likely.
Zero, the number considered least in the pack. The number that represents empty, null, no more cookies (gasps), the empty pack that gawks back at you awkwardly bare and exposed and you trudge, legs dragging unwillingly to the dust bin, somber-faced, acceptance the furthest thing from your mind, that you have to say goodbye to the shell of a pack, that held all your scrumptious goodies. Oh the unbearable thought, you dare not think! (dramatic hand on forehead in despair). (Ps – You’ll notice I’m a tad bit dramatic…but…shhhh…that’s between us.)
Zero essentially denotes the absence of value. Granted this knowledge can it even be a number?! Dun Dun Dun! However Mathematics found the little fellow quite useful. Initially, a placeholder – in other words a way to tell 1 from 10 from 100. This cannot be considered a full zero. A full zero is denoted as a number on its own aka the average of -1 and 1.
But you know this little creature considerably “said” to be of value actually costed me quite a bit.
This all started with a shocking moment where while attending to a customer who broke all social cues and exposed his very many knife scars of varying depths and directions.
(Check my other blog post ~ https://steemit.com/blog/@nixsypixie/oh-if-only)
As I was cashing, I ventured to the LINX machine clearly perturbed by the experience that I didn’t double check the amount I entered as he was paying by card. AND I entered only ONE dreadful zero, making his bill $1.40 instead of $140.00. Curse you zero! Curse you for escaping my finger tip!)
Of course, the money had to come out of my paycheck since I was responsible for the error (which was highly unfortunate and uncatered for). I was grieved. I really wanted to get my dad a nice father’s gift. But I certainly learnt from my mistake I could tell you. I not only double check, but sextuple check just to ensure perfect accuracy.
Now this unfortunate incident was only brought to my attention at the end of the workday while the register was being checked and balanced. Imagine my utter surprise when my supervisor tells me what the amount was. Oh the horror! I was like Oh Nixsy another mistake (they chastise me quite a bit at times, but I know it is for my betterment).
This my dear folk, happened the week after I asked them if I am a liability to the company and if I truly belonged there! Now they definitely are going to fire you was all I was thinking. But after a few days of silence – as I was waiting on my Supervisor to report me to the Boss and I waited anxiously anticipating the confrontation, still no message came in. Weird I thought. Super weird. Even when I went into work there was no mention of the “situation”. Curiouser and curiouser.
The next day however my boss was coming in to work and I nervously enquired about it. In a very anti-climatic fashion she just brushed it off and told me to double check when I input and to be careful, after I let her know I left the cash for the items for her to collect a couple days before. Sigh what a roller coaster of emotions!
Anyhoo lesson for the day folks :
Keep Your Eyes on The Zero– lest he slip through your fingers!
Some Little Reminders
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