You may not see my receipt: An emphatic no-thank-you to the increasingly ubiquitous practice of receipt-checking as you leave retail stores. You may think it is just a trivial indignity you put up with without much thought. You may not even be old enough to recall when it was not that way. You may certainly think it is not worth the energy to oppose. But doing so is not only a nostalgic hearkening-back to the good old days when people were trusting and trusted; it is also an arguably spiritual practice when one stands up against these trends. Similar to the reason I still tweak the noses of the baristas by ordering my coffee “small”, “medium”, or “large” when I go into Starbuck’s.