Yesterday, I had a Scrooge moment, I was Scrooge. At least I was made to feel that way at my local Home Goods store. I was doing some minor interior design updates in my house and was in a fairly good mood until I walked inside the store and the first thing I heard was the cashier making a congratulatory announcement over the intercom that “Carol just made a donation to [insert charity name], and we thank you for it. You are awesome, Carol!” This immediately annoyed me. Did we really need to make a public announcement for someone being guilt-tripped into making a donation? In the short amount of time that I was there, I heard about five more such announcements. My annoyance continued to increase, especially since everyone around me was rushing and seemed on edge. If I had to guess, they were on edge for the same reason as I. I was close enough to the registers to hear one of the cashiers ask her next victim, “Would you like to make a donation to [insert charity name]. Even a dollar will help.” She almost sounded like she was begging, so how can you say no. So on went the next public announcement for that $1 contribution. Finally, it was my turn. “Would you like to don-” “No.” I interrupted curtly. She pretended she didn’t hear me, so she repeated the question again. And again, I said no. I wasn’t usually like this, typically I was smiling and saying hello to people and I was privately a generous donor, but when I was made to be guilt tripped at a store, where I needed to buy things, into giving away even $1, I will almost always say no. Bah humbug!