Unlike people who have completed the switch to credit cards and payment apps, some of us still carry a little cash, and many of us are a little obsessive about the denomination and storage of cash in our wallets. I like a mix of notes, and I like all the presidents to be upright and facing the same way.
Last Friday, I stopped at McDonald’s for a breakfast biscuit sandwich and the hunk of potato they smush together and call a hash brown. The woman taking my order told me the total cost would be $5.62. I checked my wallet and saw that I had six $1 bills. That would pay for the meal but leave me without any singles. I had a $10 bill, but that would leave me with a fat wallet after adding four more singles to the front. Yes, singles in front, followed by fives, tens and the occasional twenty – I don’t need much cash.
Fortunately, I had plenty of time to figure this out. There was only one window open, and there were six cars in front of me. Surely, I had 62 cents in the car. After finding two quarters, a dime and two pennies (this is why we learned to count), I was all set. When I got to the window, the woman repeated “five sixty-two” and I handed her my ten-dollar bill and coins. Then I heard the awful news:
“Can somebody bring me some fives? I’m all out of fives.”
She handed me my food and five more one-dollar bills – oh the humanity.
This tragedy is part of Linda G. Hill’s fun weekly series One-Liner Wednesday. If you have a one-liner, I’d encourage you to join in on the fun. You can follow this link to participate and to see the one-liners from the other participants.
I’ve lined up a few of the usual suspects in the gallery.