So... Tuesday on my way home from work I called Garet. He was at a little restaurant in a tiny town here in Alabama. He got was about to eat his BLT sandwich and said he'd call me back.
A little while later he called and, with panic in his voice, said "They don't take credit cards!" -Now let me mention that Garet doesn't carry cash, and I thought he had a couple checks, but apparently he didn't that day. Yes, he is one of those people (actually I am too sometimes...) that puts $1.00 on their debit card to buy a pack of gum- He said that he was doing dishes in the back since he couldn't pay for his dinner!! Aaannd then he said he was kidding. Lucky for him this little place trusted him enough to let him go out and get some cash then come back and pay!
So, he called me again about 5 minutes later and said, "There isn't an ATM in this town!!" I was racking my brain - "what the heck are you going to do??" He said, "I see another bank..."
About 5 minutes later he called again "The tellers were open but they don't have an ATM!" "Where in the world are you?? The twilight zone??" I asked. I told him to try to get together change from his armrest (how change accumulates there I'll never know...) He said he wasn't that desperate yet...
He sent me a text a few minutes later informing me that he had found a Walmart, so he got cash back, went back to pay the little restaurant, then made it to his meeting on time!
Always have some cash on you!