I drove to work today, so I had to pay for parking. I get to the machine and put in a $5 bill to pay the $4.50 I owe. It doesn't accept it. I try again. No go. I smooth it out on the edge of the machine. Still no. A guy comes up behind me and makes a joke about the machine being finicky. I give it one last try. Nope. Other people are lining up behind me. So I pull out a $20 that's more crisp and shove it in the machine. That gets accepted.
But apparently the machine needed that $5 bill, because instead of the usual 3 $5 bills that I get, out comes 11 $1 bills and $3.50 in quarters. I felt like I won at slots! Plus, a ton of quarters for laundry. Sadly, the people behind me weren't nearly as amused as I was.
Posted by Barb at March 27, 2008 06:55 PM | TrackBack