Got my debit/credit machine activated shortly after we opened our (by our I mean MY) store. I had not used a debit machine (as a vendor) in a long time, and remembering only the unfortunate occasions that I screwed up at the last retail place I worked, I felt a little nervous about this little bit of store technology.
My youngest child was in the store and I was showing her the ropes because she was going to mind the store later on in the week. When it came to the subject of the debit machine, we both stared at it as if it would jump up and bite us like a rattlesnake. It looked so threatening sitting there on the counter, just waiting for the perfect opportunity to ruin our feeling of well-being.
As it happened, Julie's friend decided to buy something (bless his heart) and used his debit card. With breath held, we processed the transaction...and it failed. I KNEW IT!! TECHNOLOGY DOES NOT LIKE ME. After a moment of panic, and frantically looking up instructions, we retried the transaction, and it worked fine. The money even automatically transfered to my bank account, which means I don't have to do a batch thing. Goody.
I have since then done another debit transaction and it was smooth sailing. I feel like a pro. Now I worry about those credit cards with a chip in them.
Affirmation: I am capable of handling a rattlesnake--I mean a debit machine--without getting bit (bitten?).
Showing posts with label debit machines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label debit machines. Show all posts
Friday, January 23, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
I'm baaaack
Ahhh, it's good to be posting again. Been a busy girl lately. I've opened my store, it's perfect and I am really, really exhausted.
Who would have thought opening a small store (and I mean tiny) would be such hard work. From cleaning to painting to shampooing rugs to moving my stock and shelving to setting up to attending to stuff like insurance, phone hook up, internet (oh my God what a headache), to acquiring a debit machine (which intimidates the hell out of me). This gal is pooped.
Opened this past Friday. It was cold and snowy. Had a few customers and loved every minute of it. Saturday - blizzard. Had a few more customers. Really can't wait till spring. My store is in an old building. The floor is cold. My toes are numb all day long. I don't care. I love being a business owner.
Debit machines are supposed to be user friendly. I have made one transaction on it and managed to screw it up. Fixed the problem, but my thrill of having a debit machine is gone and replaced by apprehension. Why don't electronic things like me. Maybe because I don't like them.
Ummmm could be. OK, new affirmation of the day: I liiiiike electronic things like remote controls, DVD players, cell phones. I really really like them, and they really really like me. There, I feel much better. Alright Debit Machine, I'm ready to bond. I can feel the love already.
Who would have thought opening a small store (and I mean tiny) would be such hard work. From cleaning to painting to shampooing rugs to moving my stock and shelving to setting up to attending to stuff like insurance, phone hook up, internet (oh my God what a headache), to acquiring a debit machine (which intimidates the hell out of me). This gal is pooped.
Opened this past Friday. It was cold and snowy. Had a few customers and loved every minute of it. Saturday - blizzard. Had a few more customers. Really can't wait till spring. My store is in an old building. The floor is cold. My toes are numb all day long. I don't care. I love being a business owner.
Debit machines are supposed to be user friendly. I have made one transaction on it and managed to screw it up. Fixed the problem, but my thrill of having a debit machine is gone and replaced by apprehension. Why don't electronic things like me. Maybe because I don't like them.
Ummmm could be. OK, new affirmation of the day: I liiiiike electronic things like remote controls, DVD players, cell phones. I really really like them, and they really really like me. There, I feel much better. Alright Debit Machine, I'm ready to bond. I can feel the love already.
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