Last week I was at a sandwich place downtown and a street guy was trying to pay for a sandwich with a $100 bill... an absolutely mint condition hundred dollar bill... but it was from at least two versions ago! The cash lady was asking the rest of the patrons in the pay lineup whether she should take it or not, and they were giving her the usual dodgy, wishy washy, "I dunno, looks OK to me..." lines. When her eyes reached mine, I just shook my head, so she told the guy to take it to the bank down the street and get it changed and she would hold his sandwich for him. He fingered her and stormed out, so I assume he didn't come back.
I hope to Hell that that it was a fake, and that he hadn't just inherited the shoebox from the back of his recently departed uncle's closet! I mean I got nothing against street people - guy's gotta live, right?
BT
