I made two dollars

Elias asked the question he's been dying to ask. How long will my money last? "Through December" I told him, laughing. I haven't had a drink for over two weeks or an income for three months... and I couldn't feel better. I walk down the street smiling.

I made two dollars today. The urge for chocolate grew within several days until finally I could hold back no longer. Informing my housemate Jeff of my endeavor, he too craved chocolate. "Oh, get me one too. The dark kind, something dark. Hershey puts out a good one with nuts in it. Not like regular chocolate... something nice." Like I was picking out drapes. He gave me two dollars. At the store I faced a wall of chocolate priced from 10 for $10 (aka $1) all the way to $3 a bar. I compared and contrasted like a wise shopper and decided to splurge for the $2.99 Ghirardelli Evening Dream Intense Dark with hints of Madagascar Vanilla. I chose Hershey's Special Dark with nuts, raisins and grapes for Jeff. His was $1.99. At the register I was surprised to shell out $5.78 for two chocolate bars. Glancing at the receipt I saw they charged $2.79 for Jeff's chocolate bar. Straight to customer service to wait. I explained the issue and we investigated the price. When my case was proven we went back to the register. The customer service woman punched keys and plucked paper then handed me two dollars and change. My demeanor battled between quietly accepting the money and inquiring as to why so much. She spared me the decision: "When you find a price error the product is free." Oh... sweet... justice. I said "Thank you." and remembered it for perhaps the first time. I pocketed the money and my excitement floated me out of the parking lot. All geared up to share the news with Jeff I stopped and thought about it. Wait a minute... this just means that Jeff's chocolate bar was free, and he gave me two dollars. I'd be a douche bag for keeping his money if I were to tell him. Better off just to say nothing.