Show Me The Money

Beach food doesn’t get much better than Joey’s.  Burgers, dogs and fries; sandwiches, salads, ice cream, even seafood — it’s all there at Compo, served up quickly and efficiently by a young, friendly staff.

But I never figured out the ATM machine against the wall.  If you didn’t have enough money for a lobster roll, why not just buy a cookie?

Yesterday I realized why.  Two different people in front of me tried to pay by credit card — American Express, at a beach stand.

The counter guys politely pointed them to the ATM.

Mystery solved.  Joey is a genius.