Too Much Receipt!

Hey, kiddos, it's that time again: time for PD to go on an angry tirade about something totally insignificant that makes him angry.

I went to Walgreens today, to buy a poster board for an upcoming English project.

Just a poster board.

Here's the receipt for the poster board, broken into sections:

First, they draw a picture of their logo and print out their slogan. The clerk, Shanell, expresses her creepy sense of servitude. Then a random string of numbers.

Wait, I thought Shanell would be catering to my every whim,...

...not Lisa. More numbers.

Then the actual product I bought and its price. Note that they abbreviate "poster board", presumably to save ink.

They show their work for the sales tax and tell me my total. They restate the total next to the word MasterCard, in case I didn't know how much of the total I was paying with my card. They inform me of my account number, then tell me how much change I'll get... from my card.

More garbage:

Thank you. For faster service, print me a smaller receipt.

I don't need this monstrosity for an eighty-cent poster board.

The receipt probably cost more than the profit from the poster.

Well, enough ranting. I have an English poster to make.