Minute 5:44
I bought a doughnut and they gave me a receipt for the doughnut. I don’t need a receipt for a doughnut. I just give you the money, you give me the doughnut. End of transaction. We don’t need to bring ink and paper into this. I just can not imagine a scenario where I had to prove I bought a doughnut. Some skeptical friend. Don’t even act like I didn’t get that doughnut. I got the documentation right here. Oh, wait it’s back home in the file. Under D.
This log entry sponsored by Bob’s Doughnuts on Polk Street in San Francisco, where you can find the freshest piping hot doughnuts just after 1 am to close out a live music/comedy night in style, and they don’t give receipts.
Just kidding, I hate doughnuts.
In Italy you’ll be fined if caught leaving the store without a receipt: you’re supporting tax evasion.
If I buy doughnuts for that company meeting, our secretary will definitely not hand over reimbursement without a receipt.
Thus the whole receipt business is a third-part thing.