But It’s a *Shell* Card!!

OK, maybe this isn’t actually so unusual after all; I so very rarely have to go see the cashier…

I pulled in and slid my Shell card, like always, and the machine asked for my ZIP code. Punched it in and the machine invited me to report to the cashier. I wandered in, handed over the card, gave her the pump number, and waited for the card to be swiped and returned.

Nope. She was keeping it until I came back, and, it turned out, she was doing this because it was a Shell card. This would not have happened, she told me, if it had been any other card.

Huh???

Off to Jay’s Shell, then.