This morning I went out to buy something that cost 5,000€ and paid with my card.

When I got home, something inside me told me to check my account to make sure I wasn't being overcharged.
Upon reviewing, I realized that the seller had charged me 500€ instead of 5,000€.
That meant I had to spend another 30€ on gas to go back. I had already decided I would charge for the gas.
When I arrived, his boss was shouting that they would deduct the money from his salary.
The saleswoman stood there; she wasn't crying, but I could see fear and regret on her face.
She immediately saw me, shouted: “Thank you, Jesus!”...
I didn't dare to charge for transportation again, even though she offered.
She insisted on giving me a soda.