Honestly, it was just calling their bluff, because the cashier had insisted it was impossible. Also, I had already failed to procure the online delivery that I really needed; my bank was blocking Amazon from taking my money out; and I'd invested a lot of personal time in shopping for about $200 worth of food in their store. I wasn't going to let that all go to waste over a receipt preference.

The most peculiar thing is that the "return receipt" and the final receipt did not match the ground-truth of the items I actually arrived home with. Because I actually did need to come back and return an item that was completely defective, and careful scrutiny of the two receipts indicated that the two store managers had not correctly rung me up on that second round. And the discrepancy directly affected one of the items I had intended to return.

I was so livid about that. I don't know if that was an honest error or some kind of "screw you guy" move on their part. I decided ultimately to take the loss, and donate the unwanted, non-defective stuff.

The entire sequence left a very bad taste in my mouth, and I know they don't really want me back, and I don't want to return anyway. The manager did offer to '86 me because I'd argued so vociferously. When I called into my bank for a calmer chat, I told the bank lady that IMHO, the entire haul was stolen merchandise, because Whole Foods didn't want my business, and I should never have taken their goods, even if I paid for them, they were obtained unfairly and I should've walked out, empty-handed. I nearly donated all of the shelf-stable food on that grounds, but I was hungry.

I spent quite a long time at home in my bathroom just shouting "BEZOS" into my toilet...